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[Round 1] Link & Clownpiece vs Skeletor & Kuzuru
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Seconds. It had taken only seconds for this easy conquest to turn on its head. The boy’s accursed arrows had blinded Skeletor, he was already on the defensive. Skeletor reared away from the hellish fires that scorched his blue flesh. The edge of the platform was visible, a chance to escape. He could step off the arena, deal with these pesky do-gooders without Karl Jak’s rules. Quickly and quietly when they weren’t expecting it! He could live to fight another day!

Skeletor was sorely tempted, but what ruler of Eternia would flee before such pathetic challengers? Had the Omniverse so weakened him? Skeletor ground his teeth and brought his havoc staff to bear. He would not flee this time. Eldritch power surged, and a beam of white light sliced through the hellfire cone. His energy blast slammed into the surprised fairy, sending her tumbling through the air. The hellspawn spun upright with an indignant frown.

“Hey! That’s MY move!” the fairy shouted, forehead vein throbbing. Pointing her torch at Skeletor, Clownpiece summoned two glowing orbs. Their white light cast a maniacal glow upon the fairy as she grinned angrily. Skeletor side-stepped as lasers burst towards him, one deflected away by the warlock’s extended hand, the other slicing his shoulder as it shot past. Skeletor winced but pushed forward.

“I think you’ll find it is Skeletor who is master here, you half-sized harlequin!” Skeletor cackled, eldritch energy accumulating in his Havoc staff, “Now see the full power of my magics!” The Eternian usurper leapt high above the surface of the arena, a death’s-head skull leering over the battlefield. With a cry, Skeletor swung his staff, unleashing a deadly salvo of magic towards the fairy. Clownpiece only laughed, zipping between the blasts with practiced ease. She almost looked disappointed.

“Aww, was that all? Fine, my turn!” she shouted as Skeletor reached the top of his arc. Clownpiece positioned herself into his path, and swung the Lampad’s Torch, unleashing barrage after barrage of stars towards the airborne sorcerer.  Skeletor crossed his arms, yellowish energy forming a shield as he plummeted through the onslaught. Clownpiece’s eyes widened and she barely flitted out of the way as the forcefield crashed back to earth, throwing up plumes of dust as it slammed into the tiles.

Skeletor rose from the dust cloud, eyes tiny pinpricks of balefire rage. Where was that meddlesome half-pint? Skeletor’s empty sockets scanned the dust cloud. In the strange light, Skeletor kept seeing after images, or maybe illusions? Regardless, the real fairy had fled. 


“That’s right, you pin-striped pipsqueak! Run while you are still able!” he shouted, then turned his attention to the duel across the way.

Link’s courage held as he clashed again and again with Kuzuru’s terrible bloodlust. The stones and dust took on a maddening, reckless glow as the fairy’s afterimage flitted across his vision again. Skeletor and Clownpiece grinned as one being, the former raising his Havoc staff towards the embattled duo.

“Allow me to heat things up for you! Nyeheheheheehe!” the warlock taunted. Only a lifetime of slaughter gave Kuzuru the prescience to note the tell-tale swaths of orange glow that crisscrossed the ground around them. The demon dove out of the way as flames burst from the ground in a dozen places catching the surprised Hero of Time unaware.

“Hey, Jackass!” Kuzuru shouted angrily, “Keep your eye sockets on your own fight!” But Skeletor was already charging the flames, Twinswords separate and gleaming. Link rolled from the inferno, his Kokiri tunic singed and smoking, only to come face-to-skull with an eager Skeletor. The Twinswords rang out against Hylian steel as Skeletor took advantage of the hero’s unbalance. Link dropped backward, blocking and parrying the fierce onslaught as best he could, but Skeletor’s raw power smashed through Link’s hasty defense and scored several hits on the young boy. The Hero of Time leapt back, energy accumulating in that strange sword. With a cry, Link spun faster than Skeletor could believe, abruptly halting the warlock’s assault.

“You’re tough for a Re-dead. I’ll give you that. But I… gheh?” Link’s challenge was cut-off as Kuzuru’s bladed arm swung into the edge of his vision. Link rolled with the blow, coming away with a bleeding and shredded ear. Skeletor and Kuzuru pressed the attack against the harried Hero, coming at him from too many angles to defend against. The villains knit a web of bloodlust and steel, the Hylian their unwilling victim. Link tumbled backwards, bleeding, dangerously close to the edge of the arena. The Hero of Time was slow to rise.

Kuzuru quickly checked his surroundings, but the smoke and flame obscured the battlefield. He turned to Skeletor, “The fairy?” he demanded.

“Fled! Positively unpatriotic!” Skeletor quipped, fusing his Twinsword and summoning his Havoc Staff. Kuzuru scowled and scanned the arena again. He spotted her this time, an array of orbs surrounding her grinning form.

“Oh Shit!” Kuzuru muttered, “incoming!” he shouted, but Skeletor remained wholly focused on the wounded hero.

“Giving up so soon?” Skeletor cackled, raising his Havoc staff towards the Hylian, “You ARE the weakest Link. Goodbye!”  

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Skeletor has spent no SP this round, he and Kuzuru are just ganging up on poor link while CP stealths/charges
Myah!
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