[Round 1] Retane & Victor vs Broly & Amber

[Victor Wolfe]

Scanning the arena as a sanguine mask clouded the assassin’s vision, he could not help but let out a laugh. Regret filled Victor as blood spilt from the wound in his side, and his ribs screamed out in agony from the beating he had received. Stabbed by his own daggers, it was possibly the greatest betrayal he had ever suffered, and they would not be admired for at least two days after this as punishment. 

Crawling backwards the assassin began to formulate a plan, now that things weren’t looking as favourable. His foot was going to make it difficult to keep up his usual high-speed brutal assault. The slower he was, the more he could be caught by the giant's bone-crunching blows. His head felt heavy as the blood loss made it hard to stand, never mind fight. At this rate, the fight was going to be decided soon, neither warrior willing to back down until the other laid unconscious in a pool of their own blood. 

Retane was not doing much better with the girl either. The floor looked like an explosion in a roman paint factory with all the red and purple covering it. For a first-round fight, this was turning into quite the war. At least Valerie would be enjoying herself. Victor hoped food would be provided in the spectator's area, if not, all this bloodshed could rile her appetite into having a nibble on the other guests. 

The golden-haired brawler slowly raised to his feet. The lacerations covering his body oozed his life essence all over the shattered stones of the arena floor. His palms glistened with the sweat of combat, knees were weak from the blood loss, and arms struggled to move from the cuts upon his shoulders, and the gold of his hair becoming stained with blood, looking like mothers spaghetti. The saiyan enjoyed the carnage, he had a crooked, sadistic smile spread across his face as he stalked the still downed lord, who had finally managed to sit up.

A hand squeezed down around Victor's neck, as he was lifted into the air. His body hung limp as the huge brute raised his large frame with ease. Broly's massive hands cut off the oxygen supply as the mix of blood loss and lack of air to the brain caused Wolfe to gradually blackout. In a lapse of judgment, the proud saiyan warrior made a mistake and let down his guard too early. The assassin was coy as he winked and swung his good foot back, using the momentum to smash it into the saiyans genitals. 

With his screams a pitch higher than normal, the super saiyan lashed out, throwing Victor across the arena before he collapsed to his knees again. Clearly not expecting such a dirty move from what was supposed to be honourable combat. Victor flew past Amber and Retane, both distracted from their brawl as the New Babylonian flipped past them. He braced himself as he crashed into the stone, having to lift his foot as shards of dust and stone stung at his open wound. 

"Get your shit together damn it!" Victor heard in his mind as the namekian stared at him with a look of annoyance. As the leader of the horsemen, he was likely worried about a poor showing in this matchup. Staggering to his feet, the assassin brushed himself off, and once again expressed an overconfident demeanour. He had a plan, but it had to be timed perfectly. 

Broly began to stir, a pained expression crossing his face as the effects of Victor's gaze had apparently made even his most sensitive areas all the more tender, perfect for a good trip to dick kick city. Wincing from the pain, the Lord sprinted towards Retane. Dagger in hand and gripping it by the blade, he held its heavy gem encrusted hilt against his forearm. The saiyan had already suffered a good few knocks to the head, so it was time to really rattle his brain. 

As Victor reached Retane he pounced, his one good foot landing on the Namekians shoulder and used it for a makeshift springboard to leap ten meters into the air. His body swung back to reduce drag and grin at his partner. Flying towards the now turning warrior, Wolfe smashed the hilt of his blade and forearm into Broly's skull as they collided. Victor's hand was now dripping with blood, and Broly's head busted wide open from the impact. Chest heaving from the effort and wounds screaming, Victor chuckled as he once again channelled lust into his gaze. 

"Gotta keep you nice and soft for the pounding I’m going to give you, baby." he said as he gazed at Broly. He then turned his lustful gaze toward the katana-wielding girl.

"If I am going to bleed out on this arena floor,” the sleazy lord giggled as his aim turned to Retane’s opponent, “may as well get a good look at what you are hiding underneath that uniform, miss." 

Victor took Broly to dick kick city, used Retane as a turnbuckle, and then hit the phenominal forearm like he was in WWE Allstars. 

He is now using his T2 super Utility Smouldering Gaze to keep Brolys defence at zero, and drop Ambers by two points whilst being a perv. 

1/5 SP remaining.