It was early morning and my father came up to my bed. He found me missing. I had already kept the pillows neatly with the bed sheet nicely aligned. My father looked around and saw the bathroom light on. I had gotten up at 5:00 am and was having a bath!
Usually, it was unimaginably early for me to get up before 8 am but the big day's arrival had got me excited enough to get up early. It was Sunday, the final day of the Warrior Battle Fest, the day of the Finals. I was pretty sure that Oliver also felt the same way. I came out and watched my father looking at me in awe.
"This is different" He said. I smiled and went to dress up without saying a word. I knew that he understood the reason. I did my morning prayers to Ison, our god, the protector of Darknor. I needed all the blessing I could get. I called my grandma who told me that she watched me every day on the T.V. She was also as excited as I was.
I polished Magnum's blade, and studied his sharp points to think of some strategizes. As I was polishing, my father called me. I strapped Magnum to my waist and marched off the hotel. We took the car to the Foster stadium as usual. This had become our daily routine by now. Dad joined the crowd and took his seat. He was given front seat as his son was one of the finalists.
The lady manager came up to me. She took me to somewhere I hadn't gone yet. This time, I didn't join the hall. Instead, I entered another room. It wasn't a big room but it was surely decorated nicely. There were posters of great warriors everywhere. I found Oliver, looking as puzzled as I was. "This, my warriors, is the room of legendary warriors. You are one of them. Soon enough, your posters will also be seen here. Take rest for some time. Your battle will soon take place." Saying so, she went away. I looked at Oliver and we both sat down.
"Legendary warriors, buddy? I feel like a powerful king." Oliver jokingly said. I took a deep breath and Oliver could notice my happiness on my face. He smiled. "We have finally reached here. When we go out there, I want to hold back nothing! Let's fight till the very end!" Oliver exclaimed. I looked at him with confident eyes, "You have got yourself a deal, bro!" I replied. We shook hands as if conducting a business deal.
After a while, the lady manager came back. "The stage is ready, boys! Go rock it!" She smiled. For the first time, she looked at me and smiled. That showed how much progress I had done. Oliver was taken to the red side and I was to the blue. I could hear the host annoucning something. Then the doors slid open. I watched the crowd cheering madly for us as I approached the stadium.
Oliver looked at me with a grin. He showed off his sword. "This is Tortunem and we are gonna cut that smile off your face!" Oliver stated. I held Magnum, still strapped to my waist. Not even budged, I spoke, "This is Magnum and together, we are going to gain victory by finishing you off." The referee looked around and declared, "Let the battle begin!"