Colosseum - Round 1, Group B - Adam Gaite vs Ballad

[Corporal Light]

"Fire bombs! THAT'S what you were doing, you fucking crazy arsonist!" Ballad shouted this as well as a bunch of other colorful language as he is blown off of his feet by a sudden explosion that slid along his back. The resulting heat made his clothes catch fire, barely touching his skin. Screaming in pain, he quickly rolls to his left, extinguishing the flames in a few seconds. Groaning in pain, he stands back up, revolver still in his right hand. He was now majority pissed off. Once he got his hands on the runt, he was going to rip his goddamn head off and force him to eat shit.

Whipping around, he raises his revolver, finding that the red-hooded man was no longer in the vicinity. But what WAS in his vicinity was the piece of metal in his hand. He got him. I mean, he didn't doubt that he would get him, but man. It takes someone with awesome skill to land a shot like that.

And just like that, his confidence increased dramatically. Beginning to gloat, he walks towards the piece of metal as he shouts "Poor aim, you said. One to four, you said. Guess who just shot your piece of useless metal out of your hands, idiot!" It was most likely his taunts and jeers that made the opponent act the way he did. If he continued, the opponent will definitely lose.

Stopping in front of the piece of metal, which now that he looked like it looked like the metal version of a wooden crutch, he proceeds to quickly slide five more bullets into his revolver. Didn't want to run out of ammo. Then, he slithers his left hand down towards the crutch, grabbing it with his left hand. Looking forward, he could see a small trench line not too far away. Smiling, he chucks the crutch towards the trench line, it landing about 30 feet away from it.

During this time. Adam had been able to slide into cover, and was now watching the man insult him while throwing his weapon. This made him angry. Angrier than ever before. If this green goblin with a gun thinks he can insult him and his amazing skills, than he is in for a great big fucking surprise.

As Ballad proceeds to slide his revolver into his coat, Adam sprang into action. Moving his uninjured hand towards his motherfucking lightsaber, he jerks his thumb against the button, creating a red laser that emitted from the end of the lightsaber. His face red with fury, he hops over the barricade as the man takes out his axe-looking thing, or at least was in the process of doing it.

Ballad was doing that for a reason. He had gotten a sneaking suspicion this runt didn't have just firebombs and heat guns. So, just in case, he was taking out his Pickaxe. Then, as he turned around, he saw a red swish. Then his coat was cut open across his chest and he was thrown back.

Landing on his back, pickaxe in his right hand, he looks back up to his assailant, confusion in his eyes. Standing above him was the runt, holding an odd looking blade, and he definitely looked furious. He had got a good swipe across his chest, with the only thing stopping it from cleaving him in half being the white armor underneath his coat. Still bruised him badly, though.

This guy came prepared, thought Adam as he looked down at the damage made. He didn"t cut him in half or anything like that (damn.) But he was
certain he did damage. Smiling, he says "What was that, green bean? Couldn't hear you over the sound of me kicking your cabbage ass. I'll have you know, I've killed hundreds of thousands of people just like you, and they all had weapons far greater than-"

He would've finished his sentence. He would've done it if he wasn't trying to be more than he was. Ballad honestly didn't want to hear his gloats, similar to how Adam didn't want to hear his. About to make the same mistake, he thought, as he jerks his legs to the side, causing Adam to stumble to his left, lightsaber falling out of his uninjured hand.

Seizing the opportunity, Ballad pushes himself off of the ground, beginning the melee showdown.