07-13-2018, 07:22 PM
Shantotto finally left the infirmary, feeling as good as could be expected, her desire to head back towards the spectating area was profound as she walked with purpose towards the monitors, her small stature did little to help her instead she simply gazed up, well aware of the strain being put on her neck by doing so.
Clad in brand new robes befitting one of her station she simply ignored members of the press who seemed to keep asking why the minute mage incinerated her opponent. She of course had little to say about the matter, as dwelling on the past and not preparing for the future was a recipe for disaster if not worse. The last of the second round fights was coming to a close, the loser of the current fight would be her foe, it was always good to understand one's opponent.
Even still the media refused to leave the mage alone.
"What else can you do?"
"How do you chain moves together like that?"
"Are you really part of New Babylon?" the hounds of the media were relentless, other contenders of course seemed to have their own concerns.
A groan erupted from the crowd as another match came to a close, one that her king was involved in. A man in little more than a jumpsuit and a boy who looked oddly familiar had killed the golden king's comrade and now her lord was kneeling before the two fighters.
CRACK!
a gunshot ripped through her king's head and he slumped lifelessly to the ground. a frown formed on the mage's face, the man was definitely not the most responsible lord, but a mage of Shantotto's caliber was not one who reneged on a promise, the mage glared angrily at the man in red issuing a challenge to the screen itself.
"Be it not hard to comprehend, by my spell and fire shall you meet your end." The black-mage seethed.
around her even the media seemed to take heed of the foul mood the mage was in leaving her alone to deal with whatever issues she had.
Another screen flickered to life showing her paper swordsman, and his partner the hand of the king Sasuke squaring up against Lord victor and some green creature, all standing around in the ruins of Nippur...
Whatever was about to happen was going to be spectacular.
Clad in brand new robes befitting one of her station she simply ignored members of the press who seemed to keep asking why the minute mage incinerated her opponent. She of course had little to say about the matter, as dwelling on the past and not preparing for the future was a recipe for disaster if not worse. The last of the second round fights was coming to a close, the loser of the current fight would be her foe, it was always good to understand one's opponent.
Even still the media refused to leave the mage alone.
"What else can you do?"
"How do you chain moves together like that?"
"Are you really part of New Babylon?" the hounds of the media were relentless, other contenders of course seemed to have their own concerns.
A groan erupted from the crowd as another match came to a close, one that her king was involved in. A man in little more than a jumpsuit and a boy who looked oddly familiar had killed the golden king's comrade and now her lord was kneeling before the two fighters.
CRACK!
a gunshot ripped through her king's head and he slumped lifelessly to the ground. a frown formed on the mage's face, the man was definitely not the most responsible lord, but a mage of Shantotto's caliber was not one who reneged on a promise, the mage glared angrily at the man in red issuing a challenge to the screen itself.
"Be it not hard to comprehend, by my spell and fire shall you meet your end." The black-mage seethed.
around her even the media seemed to take heed of the foul mood the mage was in leaving her alone to deal with whatever issues she had.
Another screen flickered to life showing her paper swordsman, and his partner the hand of the king Sasuke squaring up against Lord victor and some green creature, all standing around in the ruins of Nippur...
Whatever was about to happen was going to be spectacular.