The Practice Arena

Jet looks around and stretches, back popping loudly. "Well... That's one way to start the day..."

El Taladro straightens. He was used to tough crowds, and refused to let Arthur's negativity bother him. "How are you niña? Broken anywhere?"

"My chest is still bruised by the way!!" He shouts at Zack in a playful tone. "Who?" He asked, looking at El Taladro.

Taking the sword and sheathing it, "It escalated quickly from a single duel, to three verse two." She then turns to Taladro and shrugs, "Wouldn't say so, sure stings though."

Isabelle laughs at this.

"I am indeed. You guys should beat each other up more often."

"Be happy with yourself! You are alive and young! As a result of your battle, you are stronger!" El Taladro grins.

"Oh her! I don't know like any Spanish, sorry."

Zack then makes his way over to Lan. "Hey, thanks for keeping her distracted! Without you, Jet could've been in serious trouble."

Sighs, "In hindsight I should've probably gotten a ranged weapon."

El Taladro smacks Lan on the back with his left and Jet with his right, grinning ear to ear. "It was a good fight, it just happened to get a little personal towards the end. Nothing to worry about! No one was seriously injured and we've all grown as a result!"

Turning to Lan, she smiles and closes the distance between them, "Next time, we will do a round two with no pulling punches."

" would very much like to beat these guys up again some time.." Arthur says to the girl, "I don't believe I know your name, mind if I ask for it?" Leaning his shield against the side of the arena.

Zack raises a fist at Arthur. "HAH! Beat us up, huh!? Not likely! If I was here from the beginning, you'd have no chance against Jet and I!" Zack continues taunting Arthur, hoping to spark another fight.

Arthur waves away Zack's jab at him. "Says the guy that dropped his weapon almost as soon as he joined they fray?"

She scratches the back of her head, acting a bit nervous.

"Uh, my name is Isabelle.  What's yours?"  She says, before noticing Zack's taunts.

"Looks like you've got a challenger."

Zack draws Volc-Cannus off of his back. "I guarantee you that won't happen again! Come on and see for yourself!" Zack's deep green aura begins flowing wildly around him as he leans forward, ready to start the fight.

Arthur again ignores Zack. "Nice to meet you Isabelle, it does seem like I have a challenger, sadly I've had more than my days full of fighting so far, why don't fight him. Could be interesting."

Isabelle stands there for a moment, pondering something.

"I'd love to fight someone, it's been a while since I've used my swords anyway."

Zack becomes infuriated. His aura explodes outwards, wrapping a 20 foot radius in harsh, green light. "IGNORE THIS!" He swings Volc-Cannus in a horizontal line, using it's momentum to repeatedly spin himself around, turning himself into some sort of destructive spinning top and heading straight towards Arthur.

Seeing this direct threat to her partner, she speeds after him, transforming White Dragon as she runs and goes to trip him, her crimson aura wrapping around her, merging with the black of her clothing, and the white of her spear.

Arthur picks up his shield and turns to Isabelle "You're welcome to fight him now I guess.."

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Multiple circles lit up on Syn's screen, as C.A.S. laid out all possible strike locations. Syn frantically dodged each one, trying not to block as he learned the hard way. Myren had started closing in on Syn, and Syn was slowly backing up.

"How...so...fast.." Syn sputtered between breaths. Syn didn't like this. He didn't like being on the defensive. "Take... thi!- oof." Syn tried to sneak in a punch between his evading, but failed to dodge and punch at the same time. Myren caught Syn right in the chest, forcing Syn to take a step back to regain his balance.

Myren was impressed at how long Syn had managed to keep dodging. "He's reacting almost before i even start moving" He thought to himself as yet another jab went wide. Finally, just as Syn attempted his counter attack, one hit connected. saved by his longer arms. "Now!" He thought to himself as Syn took a quick step back. Stepping into his next hit, Myren launched a hay-maker that would have dropped the average man, only to remember that his opponent's head was several inches lower than he was used to.

"Warning, Excessive force incoming." C.A.S. highlighted the hay-maker on Syn's HUD. He's so strong, and so close, this is too dangerous. Syn ducks his head in panic and tries to deliver a sold right hook to Myren's core.

Zack continues spinning, staying on course towards Arthur, approaching him at an alarming rate.

Isabelle pokes Arthur.

"Watch out."