Pyro Bastard

As Auron talked with the announcer, Joker slowly lifted himself up onto his feet. A small stream of blood flowed from the center of his forehead and down the face until it was dripping of the chin. Some had even seeped onto the blonde strands that hung loosely over the male’s face giving it an eerie color.

Just as the fight had started, the seemingly foolish idiot reached down to pick up his own weapon. Just as in the last fight, it was a clothed weapon with one side ending at a point and the other with a wide curve. Only the people that had watched Joker in the previous fights knew of what this weapon was, yet none knew the mystical power that was held inside it.

However, as calm and idiotic as the blonde fighter had been in earlier fights, the speed at which Auron moved had surprised him. The last fighter had moved at an incredible speed as well, but with the cracking of tiles, this man had moved just as quickly with a large amount of friction restraining his body. To add to that speed, the weapon almost doubled its speed once again as the blade came downwards due to having only wind resistance instead of the ground.

Thinking quickly, Joker activated his weapon’s power causing the weight of his body to drop immediately allowing the fighter to just barely dodge the large sword. Not a shred of the male’s body was touched, but one thing was. The long golden hair. The idiot warrior’s body had been unscathed, but his hair had been almost cut in half.

“Well that kinda sucks.” The blonde haired man said as he saw the numerous threads fall to the now broken floor. “Meh, guess it was time that I got a haircut.” The fighter said speaking to himself once again, apparently ignoring Auron.

“Dumbass, get on with the fight already.”A member from the crowd yelled throwing a cup in the warrior’s direction. Unlike the sword though, this item wasn’t blocked and nailed Joker right in the head sending water all over the male. The drink had quickly brought Joker back to the present, and instead of a comment back, the contestant only smiled.

Being sure not to waste any time and get too close to danger, the blonde fighter jumped back, his jump sending him almost ten feet away from Auron, a safe, but still close enough to not look like a coward. Crowd members waited for an attack, but none was given. Joker only stood there, his grin still held and water now dripping off the halved hair.

“This man isn’t as arrogant as the last two. I’ll have to be careful this time.” The green eyed male thought to himself as he readied to counter any other attack.

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