He found the room with weapons and selected a dagger since he couldn't find a decent sword. His enhancement would only work if it was a solid blade type. Most of the metals were far too weak in grade.
He got into line behind muscle brains. Who turned to glare at him.
"Who gave you permission to be near me? I happen to be top of my class!" he boasted to Kip. Kip yawned and looked away without interest. The energy off of him let's see, he focused on him for half a minute. Earth user rank 4, roughly, probably lower if he hasn't actually fought before. He'd still be able to take out his monster though.
Pity Kip would have liked to watch him get roughed up a bit and need saving.
"Hey I was speaking to you! You should be graced by my presence. I don't even need a weapon unlike you." His face was turning a bit red. "I am Harley remember it!"
Hmm maybe ignoring him would be a bit fun after all.
Finally it was Harley's turn. Kip watched him enter the ring as was pleasantly surprised to watch him struggle a lot with his rank 3 goat. He talked big but had clearly never actually fought before. Pity he barely managed to kill it before one of the guard mages stepped in.
His face wasn't defeated though. Ugh this would probably just add to his ego. The two guard mages stepped back and went over to the judges area to write on some cards.
Suddenly there was a loud shriek and the air seemed to still. Then a portion of it waivered and spit out a monstrous bear its eyes glowing red. A rank 8 wind bear known for their attack speed and it had landed two feet from Harley.
The mages had no time to react and even if they did would a rank 5 go for a rank 8 without hesitation? A collective gasp formed in the crowd who were back a ways for their safety.
The bear pulled back a paw ready to slice the guys face off. So of course like any good Samaritan Kip enhanced his body with the null element, the true lack of elements, just pure marital art power and launched himself forward.
His dagger clashed with the bears claws a half inch from Harley's face. Kip spun with ease and dragged the dagger through the bears hide down its stomach. It collapsed to the ground dead. Great now that he had fought a monster he could leave right? Shoot his arm hurt a little. He had gotten scraped by one claw when blocking that massive paw.
He stalked out of the arena before anyone had a chance to get a good look at him. Nope he still definitely hated to be stared at.
He returned to the area where James and Kyle were. James was staring at him a little like he had such potential.
"Stop staring" he growled.
"Please join my guild." He replied. He then noticed the hand Kip was half trying to hide. "Shoot you got hit, come on this way to the first aid booth." He got to his feet.
"I'm fine" muttered Kip annoyed.
Kyle reached out without warning and healed it in an instant. "Solved, now you can both stop arguing about the healer's tent."
Kip might have growled at him if he wasn't ever so slightly thankful he didn't have to bother walking to another tent.
"Are we done yet?" he asked.
James sighed like it was some tragedy that he didn't want to stay longer. "So much raw power, it's wasted in the open zone." He muttered. "Can't you just fight monsters in the safe zone?"
"There aren't enough of them here." Kip replied "I've already told you this."
"At least let me give you a tour of the guild hall." James took off toward the nice building and Kip was forced to follow with a groan.
This whole day was being more and more of a pain, couldn't he just accept the phrase no thank you? Kip walked through the halls not even pretending to be interested at this point. Now it was just becoming a hassle.
Whatever, at least Kyle was letting him spend the night again. Free food, he would never turn that down. Well unless a guild was attached to it. Then that was grounds for removal from interest.
....
Ugh how the heck did this happen! Kip stood out in front of the large door with his registration paper in hand. Kyle, this was all Kyle's fault. He'd have to keep his eye on that guy this was the second time he'd been roped into something because of him. First with that little pass out trick of his and now this whole you could never survive a week thing.
Whatever, he could totally handle one week with a guild right? Then back to his little open zone happy place, full of monsters to destroy and no social obligations. He eyed the door again with annoyance.
Welcome to the underworld. The sign should have said that instead of welcome to BreezyFlame guild hall. Apparently James had named it after his and Jay's elements. Just another example of how people went crazy for elements and over looked the most basic talents anyone could train in. Such a waste.
He pushed open the door with a look of distain. How long did he have to stay again? One week, ugh that was way too long. This week was going to be like being stuck in a washing machine.
Stupid, stupid, stupid, bad luck, or karma, had he done something to deserve this? No he hadn't it was all that other guys fault. Yep all Kyle's fault. He should be more angry with him. Hmm he'd have to plan some sort of revenge for later.