29th Annual Chalybs Tournament! *Open to all*

[Volkmar Gamlxltoe]

Thousands of people gathered around an arena. The platform was flat in the center with a dozen or so boxes on the end. In the center, a nearly naked woman stood there, with an unusual stick.
"HEY FELLAS! Who is here ready for a fight?" She said, as the crowd just went wild.
"Now fellas, let me explain the rules." She said, as she pointed up to the sky "Now, this platform is special, no one can get cut on it but it still hurts when you get hit. Magic doesn't penetrate the barrier, but still can hurt the contestants." She hopped on a metal cable, and flew the arena. "Now, this is the last one standing contest. You can knock them off the edge and into the water..." She pointed to the water underneath the platform, "...Or knocked them out cold. Ok, LET'S FIGHT!" She said, as she landed on top of another platform looking over the arena. All of the boxes unleashed all of the warriors, and chaos began.

Volkmar Gamlxltoe was one of the warriors that was apart of this contest. He looked around, and noticed a small guy with a large axe running around. "Mine." Volk said, as he ran towards him, and slammed his swords against his face, making him fall back. As the man tried to get up, Volkmar swung his sword, and knocked him out of the arena. "One down, more to go." He said, with a grin.

[Bang Shishigami]

As my container flies open, I too burst forth and take the the skies, descending upon my adversaries like a streaming meteorite from the stars itself. With a resonating slam against the suspended platform, I land, having delivered a devastating hammer-fist which just barely missed it's target. As my challenger jumps back, presumably to put some ground between us, my hands fly in a flurry of symbols, myself shouting out,"Shishigami Ninpo: Bang's Double Trouble!" as my final symbol is made, causing a seemingly solid, yet ephemeral clone of myself to spring into existence.

As my clone dashes at the man, I match my movements to my clone, making us appear as one. My clone, goading the man to parry high, allows my to performs a skilful sweep, and hammer the man as he hangs in mid-air, with a bone-crunching back-fist, sending him streaming past several of the other contestants like a well-loosened arrow, till he eventually plummets to the safety of the water below.

"Who dares to face the prowess of the great Bang Shishigami next!" I shout, taking a low stance as my clone dissipates, while I wait for my next challenger.

[Rutger]

- [Arena Entrance]

A swordsman dressed in red robes stood at the edge of the arena. He watched the chaos with a keen eye, looking for the prime opportunity to enter the fray.



"..."

The swordsman walked towards the center of the arena. On this occasion, the he was brandishing his Iron Sword, as it was widely accepted as legal for tournament use. While it slightly dull, the swordsman knew it would hold up in a fight without a problem.



"...Here we go."

The swordsman stopped moving and adopted a defensive stance raising his Iron Sword to block any oncoming blows. While a warrior might instinctively try to chase down an enemy, the swordsman thought it would be prudent to let the fight come to him instead. In a free-for-all melee of this size, it wouldn't hurt to exercise a bit of caution...

[Volkmar Gamlxltoe]

Volkmar was in the middle of fighting a large man with a double end spear. He jabbed right at Volk's head, as he laugh thinking he had defeated the silver hair man. Volkmar ducked, and grabbed the spear, and he glared at him, "Don't get cocky." He yanked his weapon from him, and chuck it off to the side, not realizing it was heading straight towards Bang at a fast and powerful speed. He then pulled out his swords and slammed them both into the abdomen, sending the giant towards Rutger.
"Is this going to be this easy?" He asked himself as he looked around for someone new to beat.