The moment was dead silent. All could be heard was heartbeats of the crowd. The Warrior stands while his arm shed blood by a cut on his shoulder and yet a bold smile appears on his face. He says in sheer confidence. "Let's start the real fight!" But before anything could be done, black-cloaked stopped the Gladiator and spun towards Roy who still stands in the Arena, asking him a question. "Roy, the match has not started yet, has it?" At first, he was fascinated, but after some time of silence, he says to confirm. "Yes… The bell hasn't rung yet and I haven't left the Arena. So, it means…"
"Nice!" Black-cloaked said while interrupting Roy's comment as the person continues. "Back then, Warrior adds some rule to this game, didn't he? So, it means I have that authority too" But this time without any much pause, Roy replies. "No, you don't!" He proceeds. "You don't understand the concept of the Gladiator battles, my friend" Roy walked towards the commentary area and sits on a wooden bench as after making some weird expression, he continues. "You see, this match is a prize for winning the Gladiator tournament. It means, he can do whatever he wants!" Black-cloaked replies shortly. "Then, what about the last match? Gladiator is supposed to be a death-match and yet Lexus was left alive, why?" After hearing a solid question, Roy became anxious and the rest of the audience as well. "You still don't get it, do you?" Warrior said. "Why, you ask?" Warrior opens his arm wide and giveaway a bold smile, assays. "This. Is. My territory!!" The smile turns into a devilish smirk. "But…" Warrior continued. "Very-well. I shall give this arena to you!" In that instant, Roy expression-filled with the overwhelming tension as he stands up from his wooden bench and says hesitantly. "W–What are you talking about!?!" As he saw black-cloaked turns to him, he changed the tone, assays. "I–I mean, you know? This is YOUR prize…"
"I do not care. All I want is a good battle!" Warrior replied.
After hearing his words, Roy fell on his wooden bench as puts his right hand on the forehead with a mumble. "You never cease to amaze me, but… I guess that's what makes you worthy of that title, Warrior"
"Then," Black-cloaked said as grabs a weapon out from the cloak. It was a two-sided golden spear with unique silhouettes carved and it has kind of spades looking pointy spearhead edges while one of its sides were stained by the blood that, one who saw could easily tell whom it was. Yes, it was the Warrior's blood. The person proceeds as drew, a circle in about five-meter of the radius. "If you enter this area, you win!" Upon hearing the words, everyone, including Roy was speechless as he says, amused. "Wait! You go that far, just because of this simple idiotic idea?!"
"Yes," The black-cloaked replied with no hesitation at all.
Roy had no bitterness against the decision but the fear of Warrior who remain quiet and was overflowing with anger. He solid his bare-knuckled fists and says in an outrages tone. "Looking down on me, aren't we?!?" And with that, Warrior launches an assault but not forward this time. He began to circle black-cloaked throughout the arena. His intentions were unknown, but he looked rather calm and focused despite the anger moments ago. While at it, Warrior thinks as he gazes upon that spearheaded weapon. 'No matter, how hard I try,' A glimpse crosses in his mind when confronting the golden spear earlier. 'It won't let me pass!' Therefore, Warrior speeds up and circulate the arena in a flashing pace. Eyes of black-cloaked followed but did not bother to take any action, but whenever he even tries to get close to the radius, a sharp, spade spear went along with an immense speed. The spearhead was chained by the middle gold rod, which had all the control and right now, holds by black-cloaked. And because of that slow yet a deadly clash, the arena filled with madness and just as why, the speechless crowd could not help, but watch by on the edge of their seats. But soon later, something became noticeable and it was the sand dust which had begun covering the arena because of Warrior circulating and black-cloaked spear. The happening seems to be a coincidence, but! A smirk appears on Roy's face as do Warrior's. "So, there was a brain inside that head?!" Black-cloaked mumbled as took a defensive stand. 'I may not able to sense it, but I still have something up my sleeve' As after thinking, the black-cloaked took a deep long breath. (Dead silent!) Crowd panicking, some taking a heavy breath and some keeping themselves calm as much as can, the echo of heartbeats, the rustling of clothes and even the blood circulating in veins. Yes, all could be heard and soon later, he as well. The black-cloaked unleashes the spear towards the right.
*CHING! * A voice echoed like steel were clashing! Heartbeats skipped making the audience gazes utterly. Sand dust fades as leaving the crowd in a total shock. "Cheeky bastard!" Word comes forth from the black-cloaked because the one the spear trumped wasn't the Warrior but, his armour. Black-cloaked swung eyes around in confusion and got stop to the point of seeing a hole in sand grounds. The eyes instantly rolled down to her foot with massive tension. The grounds below black-cloaked stood quake as the pressure raised. Grounds shattered and within, Warrior comes above with a solid fist at right. A bold smile was on his face. "I. WIN!!!" Word was spoken that gives everyone chills. And then…
*BOOM! * A tremendous echoed from that force and the hood falls along. However, the picture they saw was not what they expect. Warrior bold smile replaced by an anxious expression. Because her long golden-hairs filled moment with joy. Her eyes were emerald green with golden eyelashes. Pale ivory was her skin tone. Her, beauty was dazzling that led men toward the unavoidable blush. Seeing her up this close, Warrior was unknown to words which can describe her beauty. His expression was fearful, but his sparkling eyes were entirely fixated upon her and because of that sole reason, he loses the focus he builds over in this Gladiator. The middle rod of that spear hit onto his stomach with a remarkable strength.
*THRUM! * Yes, it was the echo of that strike. Warrior was yet again slammed into arena's curved walls, but this time he smashed it, till to the other end while leaving a human-sized hole in the arena. The crowd was speechless and bringing a dead silence to occur and in that sole silent, a gentle yet bold voice echoes. "I am Miner– Athena, the deity of wisdom. Pleasure fight you!"