Chapter 4

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Everyone was laughing at the Mark III, "Please don't tell me your defending my honor in that thing," said Angelica.

Everyone was laughing at the Mark III, "Please don't tell me your defending my honor in that thing," said Angelica

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"Is everyone laughing at Theron's armor for it's size?" asked Olivia.

"Given it's the size of a human, it should be weaker than even the weakest armor mechs used," said Angelica.

"Though it might have a slight speed and agility advantage, that's it, it's doubtful it can do the damage necessary," said Angelica.

"I think it's quite adorable," said Olivia.

"If you think that's adorable, you need a doctor," said Angelica.

"Though, maybe there's more than meets the eye, from what I've heard Stark is a genius who built his own armor for his first dungeon, so perhaps he's got a plan with this armor.

The Mark III opened up and Theron stepped inside and the armor wrapped protectively around him it's eyes lighting up.

Theron walked up to his first opponent Brad, "wow I'm shocked to see your not cowering in a corner, I can respect that, but respect isn't going to help you beat me in such a small model," said Brad.

"This guy," Theron groaned.

Theron scanned the larger armor finding his spear in hand as well as his spear shaped missiles, "we gonna get started?" Theron asked.

"Champions, please state your names," said the ref.

"My name is Theron Stark," said Theron.

"I am the Brad Fou Field," said Brad.

"On my mark fight," said the ref.

"I'll kill you with one mighty blow, prepare to die," said Brad as he tried to stab Theron who just flew up, Brad fired the spears at him, but Theron dodged them, and he the kicked Brads mech in the head knocking it to the down, the neck area broken.

"Hello, hey Ref, he doesn't look so good," said Theron, the refs checked Brad.

"I barely lifted a finger," said Theron.

"If you had fully lifted that finger, he would be dead," said Luxion.

"His form was decent, but the rest of his tactics were inferior," said Luxion.

"He, he's out cold, that winner is Stark," said the ref.

Everyone was silent, shocked, as Theron just floated there with his jet boots, "guess everyone's surprised, well not surprising, I'm the only who knew this was going to happen," Theron said to himself.

Theron heard clapping and saw his teacher, "ever the gentlemen," said Theron.

"Next," Theron said.

Next came in a red mech, "Greg," Theron thought as he examined the armor seeing cracks and dents.

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