"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to the arena once more. The last fight ended on a bit of a somber note, but don't let that discourage you. This next fight will be absolutely worth watching. This time, we have put a special form of a barrier, keeping in even air particles. Because this next fight would become rather toxic!" Himpus announced. The crowd all looked around in awe.
"Now, let us introduce the combatants!" Himpus threw a hand into the air, making the crowd go wild.
"First, let us introduce the combatant for Betamorion. She is known around Nishino as the showwoman. An endless deal maker and amazing toxicologist and apothecary. She is as deadly as she is an entertainer, and you can trust me when I say that this stage is even too small for this woman. I present to you. Angelise Durand, also known as The Showwoman!" Angelise strode into the arena, spinning her cane with one hand while pressing her mask with the other. She slammed her cane to the ground, making it stuck in the dirt.
"ARE WE READY?!" She shouted, spreading out her arms, taking in the cheers of the crowd.
"She is really going all out," Damien said.
"She was meant for the stage, huh?" Sakana asked.
"I didn't know she was a toxicologist?" Delilah tilted her head.
"Did you know?" Librisca looked over her shoulder.
"Of course. I valued her fighting powers. She is no weak foe." Vindur said.
"Interesting," Moira said calmly.
"Now, let us introduce the invader from Saltorian. He was best friends with the previous fighter Arti. He is known as the one-man army and slaughter of people. He has destroyed villages singlehandedly and has even swum in lava to get to his target. Nothing can stop this onslaught. He eats and drains his enemies from every inch of their blood and loves the taste of victory. I present to you. The Carnivore, also known as Ricky Ricklinger." Himpus roared.
One step was all it took for all the cheers in the arena to be silent. You heard the sound of something getting dragged over the ground. Faust was walking toward his spot in the arena with a downcast gaze, dragging the bandaged item over the ground, holding on to a single strand of the bandage.
"What pressure." Sakana gasped for air.
A strong aura was erupting from Faust, calling out the bloodlust he was feeling. Angelise gulped as she looked at him.
"I've waited long enough, God...I would like this to start." Faust growled.
"As you wish. Are you ready, Angelise?" Himpus asked.
"Yes." Angelise grabbed the glove on her right hand, preparing.
"Then let the fourth round. BEGIN!" Himpus vanished into the air.
"Oi, oi, oi...I'm so sorry about this, lady. See, you chose the wrong opponent to go up against. I'm really, REALLY pissed right now, and trust me. You won't like me when I'm angry." Faust swung the bandage item into the air. Spikes shot out of the sides of the bandage, piercing the bandages all over.
"I see. I have no intention of losing." Angelise removed her glove, revealing her skin with green blisters and fumes coming off it.
"Invasive malady," Angelise said as the fumes began to spring into the air, erupting from her hand.
"Toxic? Noooo. It's more like a disease." Faust said as he grabbed the bandage, he was holding on to, pulling on it as hard as he could, spinning the bandages of the hidden item, revealing a long sword. It had a skull as the pummel. The handle was made of bones, and the handguard was made of shoulderblades. The blade itself was long and sharp. It was made of a lot of bones strapped together, spikes shooting out here and there, and a sharp edge. Lastly was a backbone strapped around the bottom of the handle, dangling like a cloth.
"Orochi, the ravager," Faust said as the skulls on the pummel lighted up red and the blade itself began to wiggle like it was a living being. A screeching sound echoed in the arena, and the backbone started to shoot out spikes while the blade began to wobble and almost flow like water, moving around wildly around Faust. Faust stood still, holding a tight grip on the handle.
"Oh, SHUT UP!" Faust swung the sword once, and it went back to being a stiff sword. The screeching stopped, and he placed the sword on his shoulder. It was so long it went past his other shoulder, dangling half a meter away from him.
