Warrior runs as fast he could find the person; he considers to be a god and for some reason, he can able to sense the person's aura from far away, just as why he exactly knows the position, and that was near the black market. (The black market) Also known as the most dangerous place on paladin island, even the islanders themselves are afraid to step on that hell. 'But what could a God need from that place' A thought cross in The Warrior's head and soon later while jumping roof to one another, he found himself in the black market.
The more he runs toward the presence, the more he was able to see something like a blue fire. It was very complicated for him to explain because that blue fire wasn't burning, neither it was turning surroundings into ashes, but he was able to feel some kind of warmth.
And now, after standing right above to the source, his eyes became fixated yet again as he jumped down and lands on his feet as precisely walked toward the person in black and says while gazing a death glare upon the black-cloaked figure. "Duel a Gladiator with me!"
"Huh!?" Black-cloaked said with utter confusion
Host arrives at the moment while chasing after the Warrior. He came in anger but after seeing the tension in the air, he became anxieties as well. Warrior continues. "You have it. The same blue flames!" Upon hearing the word 'Blue flame' the person came to be fascinated, assays. "Y–You can sense my, (Theo Energy!?)"
"I do not know, but you are from Olympus, aren't you?" The Warrior let out utterly. "You also have known about Olympus!? Just who are you?" While the person in black amusingly said. The Warrior pointed his index finger towards the Host and tells him. "Roy, I have won the Gladiator tournament. So, I have a wish Paladins community will grant, didn't they?" At first, Roy gulps his saliva and after some pause, he says with actual uncertainties. "Y–Yeah, as long as the wish is something can be granted…"
"Then," Warrior said. "I want to have a Gladiator with this person!" While he was saying, he changes his index finger position toward the person in black and gazes a death glare upon black-cloaked figure yet again. Roy was thrilled by his wish as he asks for clarification. "Are you sure? This might be one in the five years chance!" The Warrior put a devilish smirk and says with overflowing confidence. "This is what I want, from the very beginning!"
"Listen, well. I am not obligated to your nonsense!" The person in black told to clear misunderstandings. "Oh," Warrior said "Don't get the wrong idea. This is something you have to do, no matter what!" As he hints black-cloaked to looks around. And what he meant was actually true because every single individual in the black market has surrounded the person with various type of weapon at hand. Seeing personal-self in a hopeless situation, the person mumbles. "You chose the wrong person..."
They stand in front of each other in the Gladiator Arena. The howls were chanting. "Kill! Kill! Kill!" Yes, those bunches were clear as crystal and directed towards certain someone. The person still wore a black cloak, but Warrior was in golden rusty armor that covers his chest and stomach. He wore no helmet nor any protection for legs, but he does keep a weapon on his back, that could not be seen from the black-cloaked view. The audience was stunned as they began to gossip. "Have you ever seen Warrior in an armor?" other says. "Never! I have known him since he was no-one yet, I never have seen him in an armor!"
"Still wearing black cloak, huh? Kind of coward to me" Warrior taunts while gazes upon the figure. And after remaining quiet for a long time, black-cloaked break the silence and speak to Warrior in front while ignoring his comment. "Before this unnecessary battle begins, let's exchange a few words…" Warrior reply with composure. "Very well…" Black-cloaked continues while gazing on him. "Warrior… That's doesn't seem to be your actual name…" Warrior holds a pause for a moment, then reply. "I discarded it, there is no place for a weak. At least that's what I believe!"
"Is that so…" Black-cloaked mumbled while losing in thoughts
"Then I suppose, it's my turn?" Warrior asked for a confirmation. "Yes!" The person replied as waking up from memory lane. "You're not a God, are you!" Warrior said. "You don't have enough (something) to be one" After hearing his sentence, black-cloaked became fascinated, assay. "I'm surprised you can talk about my Theo Energy that correctly... I guess you are the one!"
"I'm glad…" Warrior mumbled as he took a deep long breath and continues while changing his tone in kind of bold way. "Let's wager on this battle!" Warrior continues by moving to Roy and tells a favor. "Roy, we are authorized to bet!" Roy, reply in confusion. "Well, this is your game..." Hearing his reply an evil smirk appears on his face as he spun towards black-cloaked and speaks. "Then! If you lose this battle, you have to become, my slave! Well, until my work is done, as you know… I don't want to be a burden to you…"
"Then, what shall I get if I win?" The person in black asked.
"Well, that won't happen, but… I guess… Same goes for me!" And without wasting more time on a conversation, Warrior begins an assault by charging straight forward. He moved in a flashing speed as he stretches his right arm and made a solid bare-knuckled fist but the next thing that happens was unbelievably fast and by that mean, no-one was able to make their mind!
Warrior charge towards the black-cloaked in a flashy speed but when he was just five meters away from the person. A pointy and sharp looking object was right in front of Warrior's left eye. Everything became slow as if time were stopped while the object was nearing and got so close that it reflects upon from his irises and in that split of seconds, a and only thought crosses in Warrior's mind. 'NO WAY!!'
*BOOM! * A tremendous voice echoed like the elephants crashing against each other, but the view was blocked by the sand dust which the enormous force had created. The heartbeat of every single individual can be heard, and why wouldn't it? Because the hero of the island, the Warrior had been pushed backwards for the first time. Yes, Warrior was slammed into the Arena curved walls, luckily onto his legs sticking like a spider but the worst thing has yet to tell, and that was his left arm, which had shed blood enormously. Sees him still standing, black-cloaked says, amuses. "Oh, you were able to dodge that?" A smirk appears on the face. "THIS. IS. FUN!"