Paranora

Chapter # 6 NO RULES

"Before training ends, we have a punishment to deal with. Openly using magic, it will not be tolerated.... Cloe, come here! Cloe here gained magic powers thanks to Nora and openly used it in front of the villagers. Her punishment will be carried out. Draw the ring... for those who don't know the rules."

He paused and looked at Nora, "30 seconds against the one who caught her. The first attack starts the time."

The suit looked over and pointed at the other suits in the gathered. Everyone cheered as the suit showboated his way to the fighting stage. The stage was raised a couple of feet off the ground, with several steps leading to the rectangular-shaped top. A sandpit swallowed most of the top except for the outer edges. The ring had just finished being drawn in the sand and Cloe and her capturer waited at the bottom of the stairs.

"Cloe." He said, gesturing towards the ring.

It was loud! she took a nervous breath before climbing the stairs into the ring. Everyone grew silent. Now, her quiet footsteps sounded like drums in her mind and her breath was the fire. The suit readied himself across from her in the sand then he started in on his assault. She raised her guard. He slid behind her and she turned then turned back, he maneuvered right in front of her. She was hit with several heavy attacks before she could relocate him. She threw herself off the ground and ran to her right. He cut her off and knocked her to the ground. She jumped up, swinging with fury but the suit was miles ahead and connected with a haymaker to her face. She rolled across the ground before picking herself up.

Another suit clapped two pieces of wood together. "Ten seconds left," he announced

Cloe retreated to the edge of the ring as the suit raced towards her. She raised her arm. The suit smiled.

"Collide!" She shot forward in the blink of an eye and appeared to the right of the suit. She threw everything into the last attack. Boom! The suit was knocked to the ground, tumbling in the sand, and breaking the ring before coming to a stop. Everyone remained quiet and stared at the suit on his back.

Clap! Clap! "It's over!" the suit announced

"Cloe!" Nora raced to the side of the stage. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah! I'll be fine."

The suit stirred, then got up and glared at Cloe, "You have disobeyed our rule! Defied the punishment!!"

Cloe stepped forward, "There is no rule that says you can't fight with magic. You just don't like to lose. Now you've lost."

The suit charged Cloe with his sword drawn.

"Slip!"

The wind shot forward, and the suit was blown back into a watchtower. Pinned to the tower by the force of the wind, the area was instantly covered in sand.

"Get her!" He yelled, and everyone stirred.

Nora turned and shot off, out of the sand cloud, the wind tunnel, propelling her away. Cloe raised her arm, "Collide."

Cloe was launched after Nora like a heat-seeking missile, flying with one hand out in front as she was closing the distance to her.

"Nora!"

She glanced back as Cloe was nearing her. Nora reached out and grabbed her arm and pulled her onto her back as they shot into the sky towards the first tower. Cloe held on as Nora slowed there descent and they landed on the top of the tower.

"Why did we come here? They'll come after us!" Cloe asked

"To get our training. Together the suits can't stop us."