The fall of the Golden Pheonix

Colosseum

Dylan dodges her scythe just in time, the wind in front of his faces blows away and, for a split second, he can’t breathe. “You feel that?! My scythe is nicknamed the suffocator for a reason. I can swing it so hard that the air in that area isn’t quick enough to be replaced, leaving you breathless!” She gloats.

“I’d be an idiot to not see the air vacuums on the side of your scythe.” Dylan shoots another soundwave into her face. “That effect is not your strength, it is that of your machine. It would also be practically impossible unless you moved at a speed above mach five, which would rip your arms off.”

“Just shut up!” Sickle yells.

‘Why do I just love putting this girl down? Could there be something behind this? She is a beautiful woman, so why do I love hurting her?’ Dylan thinks. “You’re way too confident in yourself.” he says aloud. ‘Is that it? Could I be envying her confidence? That might be it...’

“My confidence is what gets me my wins!” She says quite loudly.

“Wow, you must lose very often then.” He looks at her, unimpressed.

“JUST SHUT UP!” She throws her scythe at him and it hits the side of Poison Hades.

“Not gonna lie, that was a nice shot.” Dylan grabs the scythe and tosses it backwards, making it pierce into the wall. She stumbles at the compliment, and eventually pulls out a hammer.

“T-Thank you…” She hesitates.

“You’re welcome.” Dylan looks at her, analyzing her. She’s off guard now, perfect time to… Her hammer flies straight up as he rushes toward her. It makes contact with big jim and the twins, sending him skywards, along with the pitch of his voice.

“You’re not the only one good at deceit!” She yells, flying up to him, raising her hammer again.

“You are good at deceit, but how good are you concealment?” Dylan squeaks, turning invisible.

“Wha… where’d you go?! That’s a cheap trick! Show yourself, stinking coward!” Sickle yells.

“There’s a difference between cowardice and strategy…” Dylan smirks. He starts to barrage her with attacks that are unseen, but then his 5 minutes were up and he reappeared.

Ralem walks up through the crowd, hand in hand with Jace, and then sits down in his reserved chair, along with the other combatants. He pulls up his heads-up-display and starts to scan his soon to be rival. The speed of the IS is very high, and it’s stealth capabilities are high, but it’s defenses are fairly low. It also has the ability to steal the shield energy of it’s foe by using something along the lines of echolocation. The soundwaves have an uncanny little component. They attach shield energy to themselves, meaning that, not only can it take away shield energy, but the shield energy floating through the air is still capable of taking hits from weapons. However, due to it’s focus on high tech offensiveness, it’s defense is fairly low. Offensive wise, it outdoes almost every IS, but can be rivaled by Akatsubaki. “He’ll make for a fun opponent. Jace? I think I have a very interesting fight on my hands.”

“I can see that. You’re most likely gonna win though.” Jace looked at him with a smile.

“I appreciate your faith in me, Jace, but he did win the last time.” Ralem returns her smile

“Yes, but he had his brothers help that time.” Jace reminds him.

“His brother was also pretty strong, but I didn’t take all that much damage but he took me out in one shot. You shouldn’t underestimate him.” He looks her in the eyes and then looks back at the battle.