This is it,The finals the last battle to determine who gets the title of The strongest warrior under the heavens
If it was either Free or the Last champion.
Free was the only one in the waiting room this time.As all the other warriors had been slain in battle or crippled to the point of never waking up from an eternal sleep.
His opponent was none other than the black swordsman from before waiting at the opposite side of the stadium,ready to defend his title as the strongest.
Both had ample time to prepare before they fought each other for the title of the strongest and to be declared the winner of this tournament of bloodshed.
Free was busy sparring with a training doll with Cellinia by his side admiring him.Free had to train to let his instincts take control of his body as to not hold back during a battle.
The latter was busy destroying every piece of training equipment before he set off to fight his next opponent.
As the midday came into place, Bells were rung and trumpets were blown
Calling the two remaining warriors.
As the both walked up to the battlefield.
Drums were being hit in such a rhythm that the final fight seemed more like a ritual rather than an actual fight.
The king announced the arrival of the two as they both approached the centre.
"On the left"
"The reigning champion of this tournament"
"The strongest fighter for the last decade"
"I present to you,None other than"
"THE BLACK SWORDSMAN"
"KORRIN THE RUTHLESS"
The crowd went wild with excitement cheering Korrin's name preparing to witness the brutal beat down of whoever stands before him.
And as Free approached the centre
The crowd cheered his name as he saw the massive opponent that stood against him.the black swordsman he saw from before
Korrin,a man of towering stature with a muscular build.He had jet black hair his face was covered with scars.He stood at the centre towering over Free while wearing darksteel plate armour and carrying a glorified slab of metal that he called a sword.He slammed his sword down shaking the ground as he looked down on Free as if he was but a mere insect.
Free took one look at Cellinia Witham face full of disbelief.
"I was not built for this"
Was written all over his face.
The two warriors then looked at each other dead in the eye.
Korrin lifted up his Greatsword,while Free held his Crimson blade.
The match had begun,Free leaped back as Korrin swung his sword releasing a gust of wind.
Free released a wave of fire from his palm but korrin blocked it with his blade.
The blackswordsman charged straight ahead trying to hit him.Free jumped and landed on the flat part of Korrin's sword he simply kicked Korrin's chin before he could do anything and jumped off the blade.
Although he displayed great power,he was quite slow which gave free time to strategize,but he couldn't think for long as the black swordsman grabbed him by the arm and threw him to a wall.
Free got up as he saw the swordsman charging straight at him.He grasped his blade as he charged back at him.
The two clashed,A slab of steel versus a blade that once belonged to royalty.
"YOU WILL NEVER TAKE MY TITLE"
Korrin said as he began to swing his sword right at the young man
Free seeing the attack widened his stance as he lowered his body to increase his balance.He parried the slash the two traded blows.He put his whole body into each attack.
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