"Ladies and gentlemen!" Himpus announced. The arena was spaced out. The Saltorians were on the arena's north side, while the south had the Betamorions. Leaun, Kotoha, Librisca, Moira, and Skabne were standing on their viewing platform, overlooking the arena. Delilah was in the medicinal bay watching the fight on television. One of her eyes was covered with an eyepatch.
Faust, Alexander, Lily, and Ilfri were watching from their viewing platform.
"Nervewreacking..." Lily said. Alexander just nodded.
"We are gathered here today to see the final part of the invasion of Betamorion. The climatic finally between Betamorion and Saltorian. On the Saltorian side is the genius inventor of Saltorian, who has picked up the mantle of leader of the nation after the fall of Jessica Sparks and their God himself. He might not be from Saltorian, nor is he even human, but this man will put his people's will on his shoulder and guide them into a new tomorrow. I PRESENT TO YOU-" Himpus announced.
You could hear the sound of the cane stomping the ground as the boy walked out through the gate. He was a somewhat short boy. His golden hair and blue eyes shined in the sun. He was wearing his brown waistcoat with his typical white dress shirt underneath it. His black pants and black patent-leather shoes shone from the sun too. The silver cane he always held in his hand was also reflecting the sun in the sky. Other than that, he also wore some sort of glove on both hands. Both of them were black, and wires went up through his sleeve. He had never worn this outside of combat. He came to a stop as he reached his line in the sand.
"CONNOR REKNIZ, ALSO KNOWN AS THE NOTHING!" Himpus announced. Connor threw a hand into the air.
"He really gonna do this, huh..." Faust looked a bit distraught.
"You are doubting his capability to win?" Alexander asked.
"Well. One thing is he is slightly crippled. Other is that he has no ability to speak off, and he was never a big fighter. So what can he do against a seasoned martial artist?" Faust asked.
"Yeah..." Alexander said.
"Firstly, From the Betamorion side, we have two combatants. One of them is a seasoned martial artist who practices the hand-to-hand combat school of fighting style in the betamorion temples. He has fought countless of fights and, to this day, still stands supreme in hand-to-hand combat in the whole of Betamorion. I present to you!-"
A silhouette appeared from the gate. It was a young boy with red hair set into a bandana. His eyes were a silver-gray. Both of his hands were covered with fingerless gloves with cloth straps wrapped around his arms all the way to his elbows. He wore a black tunic with a red belt wrapped around his waist. A pair of wide-leg red pants and brown boots. All of his fingertips were purple and almost glowing. He rolled his shoulder and threw a hand into the air.
"DAMIEN BREDE, ALSO KNOWN AS THE COMBATANT!"
"There he is," Leaun said.
"He looks about ready to fight," Kotoha said.
"This is the last one. One last fight." Librisca said.
"Don't look away now. We are about to see history unfold." Moira said.
"Here she comes," Leaun said.
"And secondly, from the Betamorion side, we have the leader of this nation herself. She was the one who picked up the pieces of our future and glued them together. In a nation ruled by humans, she stands supreme as the guiding light into the tomorrow. She might not be a fighter, but she is ready to pick up weapons for her people. I PRESENT TO YOU-"
A girl's silhouette appeared from the door. Her short hair was put into a small ponytail, and her orange eyeliner came into view, showcasing her amber eyes. She was wearing a business suit, a black suit with a black tie, and a white vertically beige striped shirt underneath. She was wearing a black skirt with the same kind of beige stripes. She was not wearing her usual hat but was holding an assault rifle over her shoulder as she walked into the arena.
