You could hear the sound of footsteps in the dust. The moment the two combatants entered the arena, you could hear the crowd roar out.
(play at the same time as music until the next song)
The jingling of the jewelry would make the crowd cheer even louder. Armfos moved a hand through his hair, throwing a hand into the air.
"ARMFOS!" People cheered his name.
"The hero of Saltorian!" Another cheered. Moira grabbed her halberd, spinning it around, letting it get dragged over the ground behind her.
"Today, folks. We will continue the fighting. The arena has been repaired, and the two combatants are once again ready to give you the show of a lifetime. here to take revenge for his killed younger sister. We have Armfos Sparks. Also known as Armfos the Flamboyant. Great pirate and hero of Saltorian!" Himpus announced. Armfos threw a hand into the air once again, letting the crowd cheer for him. He looked at the approaching female and grinned.
"Sorry, luv. I'm not in the mood for much chit-chat. Shall we just get on with the show?" Armfos grinned.
"And on the defending side, we have a mysterious, if not scary girl. The girl with the power to connect fates and the strength to break mountains. She came from the slums out of nowhere. I present the duo, also known as Moira Nakamura!!!" Himpus announced.
"That is fine. We are not in the mood to fight either." Moira said, picking up the halberd and pointing it directly at him.
"Saltorian side, Ready?!" Himpus announced. Armfos nodded.
"Beatmorion side, ready?!" Himpus shouted. Moira nodded.
"Let the seventh round of the invasion of Betamorion BEGIN!" Himpus flew into the air, turning into his crows.
In an instant, Moira would be cut all over her body as Armfos would walk toward her. Moira would fly back, leaving a giant pool of blood under her. The crowd went wild at the sight.
"I'm very much in a bad mood, luv. So I will finish this quickly." Armfos would slowly draw his sword, revealing that blood was leaking from the blade.
"I have already cut you. You will now be killed." ARmfos said as he swung his head, jingling his jewelry in his hair. The sound vibrated the air, and a second after, Moira would explode with blood, shooting it into the air and to all sides. Moira would lie on the ground, cut open.
"There we go," Armfos said as he slowly put his blade back into his scabbard.
"Moira!" Kotoha shouted.
"Don't worry. She...isn't dead." Leaun said.
Moira would begin to regenerate at a rapid rate, coming back together and rolling her head.
"Ow," Moira said with no emotion in her voice.
"Peculiar. Rapid regeneration. No...that wasn't even regeneration. It was revival. You were clearly dead for a moment." Armfos looked at her with analyzing eyes. Moira would run forward. She would swing it above her head, letting it drop down like a guillotine. ARmfos would move to the side, swinging his sword forward in a quick draw, cutting Moira's arm off. Moira would look at the arm for a moment.
"Huh." Moira would grab her halberd again, preparing a swing. Armfos would jump back, but his eyes would be surprised as he saw her cut off her own head. She would fall to the ground and a moment later regenerate fully again.
"You...killed yourself without a care?!" Armfosu growled. Moira would look at him.
"We are but one body part of a bigger identity. We are Moira." Moira shouted, appearing in front of Armfos, swinging her halberd downward with all her might. Armfos would quickly draw his sword, parrying it. He would jump back, swinging his sword in the air. Moira would fly forward, and as she chased him, he would swing his hair once again, making the jewelry jingle. The moment he did, Moira would get cut over her stomach. He would lunge forward, impaling her throat, before swinging his sword. The sword would cut off her head, but after a second, the head would rewind and go back on top of her head.
"Won't work." She slammed the pole of halberd into his chest, making him stumble back.
"Fall of a nation!" She shouted, swinging her halberd overhead and slamming it into the ground, breaking the ground apart. Armfos would sidestep all of the debris with ease, holding out his saber in front of him.
"We are immortal. Moira is but one of us." Moira said as she lifted the halberd with ease, slamming it down upon her own shoulder. Armfos would look her over, scanning her.
"Peculiar. It would be very interesting to take down an immortal. Like the fable legends of the first round!" Armfos would hold his sword out in front of him, swinging it into the air.
"Ten percentage glitter-" The sword began to shine.
"CUTTHROAT!" He cut the ground, sending out a massive shockwave of golden light, traveling over the ground. Moira would walk through it, allowing her arm to be torn off. Armfos would move toward her, spinning his body, planting a roundhouse kick to her head, sending it flying off. HE would quickly move, slamming his foot into the head, making it explode. He would slide over the ground, leaving a trail of blood from his boot. He grinned as he looked at her standing body. All the blood from his shoe and the ground would move into the hair. All the skin debris would fly, too, collecting to form the head. The head would fly back and land on top of her head, connecting to her body. She would roll her neck.
"Are you done?" She asked. Armfos would smile but have a confused and worried look on his face.
