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Nemo braced himself against the buckler with his right shoulder, taking the hit with a audible "oomph" and getting sent backwards across the ring. He managed to keep himself upright in the air and landed on his feet, almost stumbling over as he slid to a stop from all the momentum he still had.

Nemo let out a small laugh and rolled the shoulder that took the hit around a few times. "That's better, put some feeling into it!" He said. "You fight better than the rest because you have a reason to fight me. You fear of losing your boss." He continued as he charged his right hand with energy and waited for her next move.
Nemo hesitated to attack while she rolled. She was fast, and after the first attack it began to get hard for him to keep up with her. He was starting to feel rusty after all the years in prison, that's for sure.

"Not the pants!" Nemo thought as he saw her slash from the corner of his eye. He jumped up and over the blade just in time for it to miss. He was left suspended in the air after the jump, leaving him wide open and probably about to pay a price for saving his trousers.
Tsukihi's rush, while quick, was easily predicted by Nemo given the spell cast at her feet. He crossed his arms into an X shape, creating a flat magic shield to block her swing; it immediately faded afterwards. After that he swiftly made a grab at one of her legs as she flew past him. If he were to catch her he'd immediately pull her back and slam her to the floor.
Nemo seemed overly calm despite Raiya's threats. Oncoming mortal danger seemed to be almost commonplace for him at this point. He took the time to further analyze her. The pieces of the puzzle were falling together, reaching an apex when a peculiar smell hit Nemo's nose after focusing on his senses; her breath smelled like alcohol.

"She's wasted." He thought, almost grinning.

It all made sense now, her sloppy looking fall, Tsukihi's comments, and Raiya's increasingly audacious and impaired way of speaking. "Here I thought girls were supposed to smell like flowers." He mumbled to himself, probably loud enough for the two in the ring to hear.

"So you want to kill me then if you win?" Nemo asked. "Sounds good." He said plainly. "Though If I'm not being too bold, I might suggest for you to rethink your choice of fighter. Tsukihi here tells me you haven't been feeling well, I'd hate to fight someone when they're not at their best."
Nemo palmed the dagger attached to the back of his belt as the woman spawned weapons and looked ready to charge. However before a fight could start the abrupt entrance of Raiya postponed it. As she spoke Nemo ran the same tests that he did Tsukihi earlier; this was the person he was looking for. She had the coolest jacket of all the people he had fought that night, only someone with fashion sense that good could have put together this club to him.

Nemo was still trying to piece what Tsukihi had meant when she said the boss wasn't feeling well. Something was definitely off with what had happened so far. But he couldn't quite put his finger on it yet.

"I had always hoped they'd call me Smiley. Sadly that one wasn't as popular..." He commented. "Himself? I don't know if that's the term I'd use. You can't forget Garvian and the scores of men he brought with him." Nemo remarked. "Though I suppose Felix was the only one left that could pull his weight."

"Good question, I've recently been tasked with a new mission. The details I can't really share here, but that's not important yet. You see, I've done a lot of jobs by myself, and that little stay at Mamertine was more than enough for me to realize... I need a partner. Or a bodyguard, if that's what you want to call it. The point is that things will be a lot more entertaining with a plus one at my side to shake up the routine. That's where you come in." Nemo explained.

"For beating thing one and thing two here I want to raise the stakes in a little wager. I'll fight anybody here you choose, if I win, you work for me and have to do what I say until my job is done. If I lose, I'll do whatever you want." He finished.
Nemo let out a grin at Tsukihi's proposition. "Well, that's mighty considerate of you, but I'm afraid I'm going to have to insist... I suppose I might have phrased it wrong." He said, scratching his head. "I'm not here to see your boss, I'm here to retrieve your boss. And I'm not leaving until she's coming with me, regardless of how well she's feeling." Nemo explained. "You're not going to make this difficult for me, right Tsukihi?" He finished.
Nemo's expression brightened up when someone jumped from the Vip box down to him, but this didn't last long. His chipper expression faded when his head cocked to the side as he used his manalysis on her; this was not the person he was looking for. The awkward pause only gave him a rather creepy impression. "My name is Nemo Smiley. I've come to see your boss." He finally replied, getting right to the point.




@Zelosse


The Kringle


The Kringle was badly damaged from Artos' last attack, he was lucky to still be alive, or standing. The shards of ice stuck inside of him caused him great pain, but the Kringle wouldn't be defeated by mere ice. He dashed back and away from Artos as his contraptions did their deed, but quickly fell to a single knee afterwards as well. He coughed up blood into his glove. The now not-so-jolly man knew he could no longer continue.

"How about a final parting gift?"
The Kringle called out to Artos as he recovered from his earlier trap. He wiped blood away from his mouth and then leaned over, aiming the opening of his sack directly at Artos. A second later the red head of a comically sized chubby metal rocket poked out from the sack. "Take this!" He exclaimed as the rocket ignited, flying from his sack and directly at Artos. Upon exploding the rocket uplifted most of the snow that had fallen during the skirmish. The Kringle used this opportunity to crawl into his own sack and escape into the void. Leaving only a limp, empty, useless bag behind. This was not over.
Nemo kept a blank face as the new man charged him. As he closed in Nemo raised his bandaged arm and pointed the black X on his palm at him. From it emitted a large black X shaped physical attack. The spell collided with the man at a high speed, and since it was easily half his body size it took him with it before he could finish his swing. He rapidly soared across the room, pushing through the crowd of people before violently smashing into the wall. Afterwards the spell faded and let him fall to the ground, likely not to get back up for a quite a while.

Nemo seemed to be losing his patience with the people in the ring. He shifted his gaze up towards VIP loft and waited for the action of the administrators.




@Zelosse


The Kringle


The Kringle was not to be trifled with. His agility was remarkable and let him parry or dodge most of Artos' intro attacks. However as the intensity of the attacks increased they became much harder for him to keep up with. The Kringle suffered a single slash to his thigh in the process. Artos' final kick connected, knocking the bear like man over and back into the snow.

In his domain of snow the Kringle was quick to get back up on his feet. His defense was no match for Artos' dexterity with his swords. The final stab connected and pierced the Kringle twice in the midsection. The Kringle, however, seemed content wit this outcome judging by the vile grin on his face. He dropped his axe and grabbed his attacker's weapons and held them in place with an iron grip. His massive vitality let him thrive despite his wounds.

Directly afterwards three small contraptions jumped from the snow around Artos in a circle revealing the Kringle's dastardly tactic: Earlier during the blizzard he had hidden things under the cover of snow for later. The three windup toy like devices were quickly revealed to be bouncing-betty styled homing bombs, evident when they exploded inward towards Artos.
@Zelosse


The Kringle


The Kringle was relentless, pushing forth past the icicle. He was however poked in the side of his abdomen by it. Breaking a few chains in his armor and leaving a small slice in it's wake; something that would of been much worse without his armor. Despite trying to dodge them, a few shards of ice still pelted the Kringle's head. Leaving small cut's in their wake. His aim wasn't as true as before but his axe still continued to swing towards Artos at full force. It seemed to be heading towards his shoulder.
@Ghost Queen this was his idea to have me kill magic Santa


Implying you've seen the last of The Kringle after one battle.
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