Category: Fighting Against Fate

The participants of the tournament stood together in a line before the podium. At least those that were well enough to do so. And in front of them were Felix, Lee, Roxanne, Rosa and Dio. The archon stood before the armor of the War God and Alec knelt in front of him his head down.

Alec and Dio clashed in the middle of the arena, their swords grinding against one another’s. They each had their teeth grit together trying to overpower the other but not getting anywhere quickly. They were equally as strong as one another but that didn’t mean they were evenly matched.

Alec stepped away from Rosa once the match was called and glanced at his broken sword. He waved it back and forth lightly and shook his head. “Well that’s rough. But thank you for the match,” he bowed his head to her. “Gonna have to find a way to fix this thing.”

Alec tore through a hunk of bread. It was warm against his lips and he chewed angrily adrenaline still running through his veins. He glanced at Lee who was also eating bread along with him and then drowning it down with some cool water. With the semifinals locked down food and drink were offered up […]

Lee struggled to his feet, finding his staff and reconnecting it. He used it as a walking stick and worked his way forward, leaning against it heavily until he got out of the arena. Once he was out of it, Alec and Felix were both there waiting for him. They each took one of his […]

With Alec’s match ending there was one more and then they rolled into the next round. Those that had lost were mostly sitting down on the benches under the tents drinking from water skins and being looked over by on sight doctors. Thankfully no one had been seriously hurt in the fighting.

“We’ve had some exciting matches so far ladies and gentleman but we’re wrapping up with the first rounds of the tournament. And this next one ought to be one that many of you have been looking forward to. First, we have a fateless that’s been making waves ever since coming to Roxa. Rumors have been […]

The arena for the tournament was something to beheld. The last chance tournament was like an underground arena that you were invited to, not that you found on your own. But this one was a proper stadium. The stands went dozens of rows deep and high, each one full. There were vendors selling snacks and […]

And so their training resumed. Once Alec was officially cleared from the hospital at the end of that weekend they got to work. Felix had already been preparing a regime for him. Starting the mornings with the obstacle course as a warm up to get the blood flowing more than anything else.

Alec had managed to hobble his way out of the hospital bed. His chest ached really bad from where he’d been hit by the staff. That thing was more solid than he had figured. He touched his forehead where he had been hit as well and winced. He touched the bandage wrapped around his forehead.