Luke hadn't been the only person frozen in their seat after hearing the champions name, Rosie was shell shocked beyond words too. Brooke had picked up on the brunettes behaviour with her cat-like sensing abilities. Her eyes lingered on the fighting arena, now wishing she hadn't subjected Luke to this.
Lewis, the champion, was already out in the arena, his body was clad in some weird type of armour that went over his clothes, it looked light and mobile but also had a weird shine to it that made Brooke feel quite unsettled upon observation.
The crowd was cheering for Lewis as if he was their saviour, however he paid them no mind and kept staring ahead to where Luke was supposed to enter the arena from.
"CAN WE HAVE OUR CHALLENGER PRESENT THEMSELVES?" A booming voice sounded throughout the arena, the announcers voice obviously amplified by the microphone he was holding.
Luke appeared by the chain link gate that led into the arena, taking deep breaths to steel himself. Finally he pulled the gate open and entered the ring, hearing the gate lock into place behind him, sealing him to his fate.
"YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS FOLKS, TIME TO FIGHT TO THE DEATH!!!"
The crowd around the stadium erupted into cheers and screams, Rosie was appalled at such behaviour.
As soon as the screams started to die down, Lewis asked Luke a question.
"You look at me as if you know me, but i do not recall ever seeing you around here. Are you perhaps an Arcane user?"
Luke didn't quite know how to respond, he didn't even know what an "Arcane user" was. But Lewis not knowing him confirmed that this was the Lewis of Brooke's world, one that didn't know him it seemed.
Wasting no time, Lewis had rushed forward with a sparkly blue light showing in his left hand. Luke didn't have time to question what was happening before the light on Lewis's hand connected with his side and a burning white-hot pain shot through his torso, it felt as if his body was being melted. A sudden force knocked him across the arena floor and his body slumped against the chain link fence on the side.
Once again, the crowd bellowed out cheers and screams, no one showing any mercy. Down in the arena, Lewis straightened up and put a finger to his chin thoughtfully.
"Perhaps you aren't an Arcane user then, you should've been able to parry that attack." He sounded patronising.
Luke's eyes were already threatening to close. He felt so tired and exhausted from a single blow.
Lewis began to walk towards him slowly, the armour he donned shining in the lights of the arena. Another light started to form in his hand, this one was orange.
"Forgive me, I believed we could of had more time to talk, but, you're kinda weak." He laughed at his own words and stared at Luke's tired body on the ground below him.
'Is this really it? It's over already? Am I that weak?'
Faces of Luke's friends and loved ones began flashing through his mind like a film, and the memories he had shared with them.
'Is this my life flashing before my eyes? Wow...really thought that was just a saying...'
A sudden image of Ava crying as Brooke delivered her the news of Luke's death flashed in his mind. A distraught and depressed Rosie who blamed herself for even letting him participate in the contest. A rageful and angry Kasper who insisted he could've helped if he had been there.
'No. I can't let things end here, it's too early for that! I won't let them down!'
"ADAMAS!!"
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Breakthrough
Adventure*UNDER MAINTENANCE* (The earlier chapters are being re-written and edited to make them more clear and easy to read.) After encountering a small artifact of unknown origin than seemingly fell from the sky, one Luke Wilson becomes the host of an other...
