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Treyavel sneered disdainfully as he casually dispatched another opponent in the Colosseum, so far he had fought three men, one after another.

They'd been jokes, his swordsmanship dispatched them with ease, whirling around he parried a blow from the gladiator behind him, aiming a kick behind him at the same of the parry he landed it in the man's stomach, the man made a whoompfing sound as he collapsed, grasping his belly.

Just as he finished that he swung forward, parried the other man's attack, then redirected the man's swing down, it flew harmlessly past his leg, Treyavel grinned and quickly slashed the man across the chest.

Blood sprayed, the man gasped in pain and shock, Treyavel didn't give him time to react swung a one-two slash that went up one arm and down the over, crippling the man, he wouldn't be swinging a sword for another week or so. Turning he ran towards the man who was getting up and body slammed, the gladiator fell to the ground sliding and looked up to find a blade point at his throat.

"Dead." Treyavel whispered, he heard a bell ring as the crowd began to cheer, they'd decided to up the difficulty by pitting him against two opponents. What was next he wondered?

Then he wondered where Ilasvyel was.

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Ilasvyel was reluctant at firstt, but it wasn't such a bad idea. Though, even then, she had other things to do that were much more important than gaugin strenght of any opponents.
"Its not a bad idea Treyavel, but you will have to enter the arena alone. I know you don't need my help to win anyway. In the meanwhile, it will allow me to search for any clues as to how we will accomplish our mission..."
She then looked at the two adepts one last time. The girl was angry at the man for some reason...they looked more like childs then warrior, wich made Ilasvyel laugh.
Then, both her and Treyavel left the place, going towards the arena to sigh him up.

After

While Treyavel was in the arena, Ilasvyel was in the local library. Sitting at the table in the very back, she had tons of books besides her that she had to study. So far, she found nothing interesting; wich meant, nothing that would indicate a source of power big enough to open a gate to her home realm.

Suddenly, after hours of unstopped searching, Ilasvyel saw this one thing in a history book, 'Lighthouse'. From the description of it, it looked exactly the same as Hesperus' Temple Tower. If it was true, then maybe they had found what they were looking for...Now, they had to find them.
"...I will have to go tell Treyavel about this."

Leaving all the books behind her, Ilasvyel quickly headed for the arena.

(Hunter, I know I was lnog to post but I think you posted a little too fast. What I mean is you were in the street and in the next post you were in the arena...There's a lack of description. It isn't that important, but I'd like you to be careful next time.

And RyuHll...2 lines of text is plainly unaccectable. You'll have to make more than that if you want to stay in the RP.)

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Which Final Fantasy Character Are You?
Final Fantasy 7

Raic exited the little food shop...he had no idea what it was called but he patted his stomach with a smile on his face. Listening to two people talk (in rather loud voices) he overheard news of someone in the Colosseum said to be slaughtering anyone who entered with him. Though Raic had never been in the Colosseum he heard the fighting was fierce. Raic patted his sword and thought for a while before heading off to the Colosseum, though he was still thinking if he was going to walk in or not as Raic was not really in a fighting mood.

Soon he stood infront of the wonder and scratched his head "Ok...well Raic you said you wanted to beat the best and i guess the best come here...i think" Raic sighed and took a deep breath in, one of the only times he actually felt fear, before he walked inside the Colosseum. Someone grabbed him by the shoulder "Another Gladiator..good i think we're going to run out soon if that man keeps winning like this" Raic was startled as he was pulled along "Whats your name?" Raic managed to burst Raic out before the man started talking again "Alright your on next" Raic pushed him away "Next?! by myself?!" The man shook his head "No there will be two others with you so three total for this killing force" Raic sighed before he was directed to his exit.

Raic felt the bright light of the Colosseum's "Stage" as he slowly walked out to a cheering croud "Lets hope to ragnarok i dont get caught off guard..."

Ragnaros? Let's not rip from warcraft k?

Treyavel snorted and said "What? Three of you now? Two of you couldn't stop me, three of you certainly don't..." He stopped, staring hard at the young man, he was giving off distinct energies.

An Adept

"No...your...hmmm..." Treyavel sighed, then grasped his sword it's hilt, and began channeling psynergy, with that, he cast Dark Edge and ran his hand down it's blade.

It flared with dark flames, dripping from the sword, Thirst vibrated eagerly in anticipation, it could feel a fight coming on.

"Come then...I wonder what element you are, you'll still be crushed beneath my boot by the time this fight is over..."

The other two gladiator's looked confused, Treyavel smiled and charged.

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(Heh i was ment to say Ragnarok.)

"Wait what..." Raic, Confused, jumped to the side keeping his distance from this so called killing force "How did you know what i was" Raic raised his broadsword glaring at the man before narrowly dodging a gladiators blow "Hey you stay out this" Raic booted the gladiator in the chest making him stumble back before staring back to his original target "You want to fight? lets fight!" Raic charged at this opponent and swung as hard as he could, though his swing was crooked...he hoped it would hit.

A few thoughts rushed through his mind as his blade swung up "Who is this guy?" "How does he know im an Adept?" "What is he doing here?" these questions he hoped would be answered before this guy tried to...or worse...managed to kill him.

Treyavel sneered and leaned to the side, feeling the blade's air whistle past him, with that he twirled his blade, and aimed squarely for...the other gladiator.
To the man's shock, Treyavel's blade sheered straight through as if it were air, that man was out. Another attack from the adept hurtled towards his face, Treyavel parried, pushed off, and pivoted straight around and slashed the other man's sword.

Regular blades are no match for my psynergy enhanced sword, if the adept has something better I won't win so easy.

Grinning, Treyavel pointed, and wicked spirits shrieked and howled as they poured forth.

Haunt was the name of the spell today.

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Raic would have dropped his jaw if that was actually possible "Well...you official creeped me out" Raic started to back up a bit swinging at the evil spirit things that shrieked around him "Go...back...to...wherever the hell you came from!" he swung like a madman with fear in his eyes. Raic's fear turned to anger as he started to move forward trying not to make eye contact with the spirits. Getting closer to his opponent he flung his hand forward casting Flare "Burn you freak!" he roared as flames burst from his hand towards his opponent.

The other two gladiators by this stage had backed off, neither wanted to get caught in the cross fire...what with the high possibility of death and all. They didnt even fight each other and rather remained at a distance staring at Raic and his opponent.

Treyavel started in surprise as the flames rushed at him, this boy was not as fresh as he'd thought, with a curse as the flames engulfed him, he wrapped his arms around him, and quickly put up threads of psynergy that would disperse the flames, it wouldn't stop them, but it'd lower the damage he'd take from them.

Heat, blazed about him for a short time, then faded.

Standing, with smoke rising from burns on his body and clothes, Treyavel looked up with a vicious look in his eyes, he was pissed.

"Little bastard," he said irritably "Your going to pay for that." With that, he smiled darkly and said "Reaper! Come forth my faithful djinn!" With that, the Hesperus djinni shot forward, and unleashed it's power.

The spectre of death flowed up from the ground and readied it's scythe and started floating towards the Adept...who was clearly Mars...

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-Handshakes and the Arena-
Aeina Lilac, fully recovered and still a little peeved at the fact that she would probably have to go back the Arena to win a bunch of matches and get some more money. After all, Mr. Argonar here just happened to neglect her lunch and potential dinner. Nodding as the boy introduced himself and struck out a hand, Aeina took it and shook before saying offhandedly, “Well nice to meet you, Caim. Guess I’ll see you around.” With that, the brunette took off to the Arena, only to be barred from entry by a rather burly man. “Sorry miss, no entry until the current battle is finished,” the annoying, smelly guard stated flatly. Considering whether to simply knock him unconscious and slip in the Arena, where sounds of fighting could be heard, or generate dozens of cuts on his person with a sweep of her combat broom, Aeina finally decided on neither. Slipping out a few coins and placing it in the guard’s palm, Aeina, now rather angry that she wasn’t allowed to get any money until the next battle, hissed, “Fine. Lemme in the spectator seats then.” “Alright miss. Just jump in the field once this one is over.” Rolling her eyes at the man’s overuse of the word ‘miss’, Aeina pushed her way through the cheering crowds just in time to see the most peculiar djinn. Black colored with the name of Reaper? Strange. Never saw something like that before. Hope the dark guy wins though. I wanna fight him!

Ilasvyel quickly made her way through any crowds in the city streets going towards the arena. Many people were brutally pushed aside on her trip. Annoying people.
When she arrived reached the arena's gate, a guard was standing there. "Stop" he said with his deep voice. Ilasvyel just seen a young girl enter by giving the man somthing, probably money...unfortunatly, Ilasvyel had no money on her. Unfortunatly for him. Even though she would have liked to knock him uncounscious, it would have draw too much attention on her.
"Halt!" She strongly said, pointing an open palm towards the man. Immediatly, he froze. Since he wasn't an Adept, such a basic Psyenergy could work on him. There was but one witness of her action, the boy who ran into the young girl earlier.

Once inside, Ilasvyel found her way to where the spectators seats were. When she saw Treyavel in the arena, she approached the railing keeping peoples from going in, and leanst on it. With a small grin, she watched his fight.
When he called forth his Djinn, she even shouted out loud "Crush him, Sweety!"
on an awfully sarcastic tone.

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Which Final Fantasy Character Are You?
Final Fantasy 7