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Athdaphte

“Not an uncommon place for my target to be,” faint words, with apathy, leaked from the small opening of the lips as he motions his sight across this timeworn arena. The pit, a center focus of the perfect circle like structure of the fighting stadium, presented itself with the absents of any contestants to match their abilities to one and another, or even spectators. This classification of knowledge manifested the past memories within his temporal part of the brain’s hemisphere, the few seconds that had past then were the moments that the internal images flashed inside his conscience of former conflicts and skirmishes; which had built Athdaphte‘s reputation to this day. The state of mind switches from indifference to a fraction of sparked excitement. His first lone mission as a Hunter was at hand. No longer was he the prize fighter who had slain the best within this place, now he had a much larger purpose to be here - terminate or capture - those were his options when he will face his near future opponent.

A narrow concentration gave full attention to the left center of his chest area. A utilization of ani had begun inside his network system, particles scattered and begun to spread in a blink of an eye. This process aids the design of his ASE field, which then expanded from himself. His left hand tightened around the cylinder form of the crystalized matter that had recently manifested itself as the exact physical feature that could relate to the common spear weapon. Reacting to the secondary nerve system, which was the vassal to the ani particles that circulated through the conduit of cells, the lance emitted a diminutive amount of light from the portion of the Balamarian mineral, a frequent display of the affair between his ani and the alien energy of zyfluid. His entire corporeal anatomy began to press forward from the side of the stone pillar, just next to arch which the said solid pole held up. Other then the blade he had with, he didn’t carry any other of visible or invisible weapons.

The Necris Organization had well equipped for the moment he’ll be in combating. Underneath the long black coat, which felt comfortably over his seven foot and three inches tall form, wore the nano particle armor, able to resist certain amount of blows and is only meant to protect the vital organs within his torso. He resented on the use of artillery weapons, then again, not all agents in Necris have the same abilities as he does.

He steps casually forward until he stops a couple of feet from the inner point of the pit, which was compose of just sand, no solid concrete floors. Though he didn’t appear to be in any combatant state, nor did he plan to whenever his opponent arrives, he is well ready for the battle to begin. The operating ASE field, the ani energy, and zyfluid spear, was all that he needed. “And now, here comes the fun part - I wait,” he said with amusement and a minor smirk.