Me and him. The mystery guest. A mime mask they wore, a mime mask I would destroy. I was angry. He had assassinated my friends but he would not assassinate me. I gripped my sword. This mask showed an endless smile and rosy cheeks. The face. Of a murderer.
"This is not a fair game. This is life. Or. Death" I said, preparing my stance.
He didn't move, but it almost looked like his smile grew wider.
I threw myself at him, whacking and smacking him with the side of my blade. I closed my eyes and moved my sword around harder with no direction, but he was not phased.
With on fatal hit, he slammed his blade on my stomach and sent me sliding backwards on the stone, almost sending me to the lava.
"I'm not finished!" I taunted.
I rushed at him again, sword ready. With all my might I swung and I was for sure that I hit his mask. I stood back and witnessed as his mask split in half. He dropped his sword and put one hand to his face. I pointed my sword at him.
"You're done! Don't persist, there's no use!" I yelled.
I watched him. Still. Frozen, even. I wanted to push him in the lava, but before I could, I noticed that the crack in his mask was repairing itself. I ran to him to try and rip his hand from his mask. I grabbed it to see that the temperature was unlike anything. It burned my hand and reflexes sent me back. He lifted his hand from his mask and there it was, a sobbing mask. He started teleporting all over the circular arena, and I closed my eyes. I heard his teleports, and blindly swung my sword, and I heard something cut in half.
I opened my eyes again and his torso and legs were separate. His body began to inflate, and before I could tell, his arm grabbed my shirt collar, and he exploded, all except his mask.
With the power of his pull, I fell forward, but at the same time I grabbed his mask and saw a wispy shadow begin to form. I jumped up, and without thinking, I threw the mask in the air, piercing my sword in it, cracking it. Shattering it. As the pieces fell in my hands, I stared at them with a vengeance, and threw each of them into the lava, curing my sorrow.
