Re: Battle Arena
The winds rustled high above Daiki's head, whistling in his ears the memories he remembered from the spot he glanced at from afar. As the city developed and changed, this arena seemed to always stay the same. Although it recived many upgrades in it's facilities, Daiki could still see the place the way it was years back with his father. With a huff of air, Daiki leaped from atop the building he was perched apon. Suddenly, the air smacked against his face as he fell with enourmass speeds. His coat began to flap and his hair was pushed back. Little time to think, Daiki latched on to a flag pole and began to spin. Soon after aimlessly droping from ledge to ledge, he finally gave one last flip in the air and smashed his feet down on the pavement below. With a look around, Daiki smiled as he pulled down the cover from over his mouth.
"Man, this place still looks great."
He pulled the ad from out of his coat pocket then looked around the Battle Grounds. It seemed quieter and less crowded than he previously thought. He continued to walk to the ring only to see one man waiting there. This was suprising. He walked to the edge of th ring and looked at the man through the blaze of the sun.
"Excuse me sir, is this the place where the challange his being issued?"
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