"The final round of the first bracket, the head of this tournament Summer moon, fighting against the Lion mercenary company."
The lion's group is just a team of three, their captain ominously standing at the head. Summer moon is rather famous as Germany's number one, tenth in the world. Each one of there six members is wearing the best gear on the Market, each at least a armament rank B or higher. Their captain, a lost ward looking sailor, a member of the mighty battleship Eisenfeuer, that can go toe to toe with a cardinal beast. The Eisenfeuer is one of the ships in the Royal fleet, a fleet that is the only "Safe" passage to Europe. Their crew are all trained veterans who have seen more high monsters than the average Lord. As the admiral of Eisenfeuer, he's one of the most feared men on the sea.
"Now, send up your first combatants."
From summer moon came up their captain, and from Lion came up a dark haired red eyed boy whose face looked like it had yet to hit peripety.
"Please announce yourselves."
"Hold it, why send a boy to face me, send up that captain of yours."
"I'm enough to beat you."
The captain sighed.
"My name is grand admiral Walter Friedhelm, Grandmaster of the summer moon mercenary company, it is nice to make your acquaintance."
"I'm Vex Iron, son of Gregory Iron, and heir to the Iron's family's estate."
"So boy forgive me if I happen to harm you."
"That should be my line."
"You may begin the fight."
It happened in an instant Walter rushed forward perfuming two perfect roundhouse kicks on to the braced Vex, who returned the invention with a sweep knocking Walter off his feet. However a cushion of magic was there to stop his fall, propelling him into a flash kick colliding into Vex's head.
Crack. The sound was aloudable, it cascaded through the whole room.
The boy lays there face first on the ground, his body still, not a sound came from him at all.
"You think I'm a fool boy, I know you're alive and fully conscious. Trust me I have seen too many men die before my eyes to be tricked by this. Hey, mister, you can tell he's alive right?"
"No, I'm afraid he's dead, thus disqualifying you and your team from the competition."
"You didn't even check his pulse."
"Leave before I make you leave."
At last Walter relented and left with his group.
"Ha ha ha ha." The Lion applauded. "Brilliant show, if I do say, what a performance. Who could have seen this coming. Well they were fighting, the judge slipped in hitting all of Vex's vital points making him unable to move, you even waited for that Admiral to do a flashy attack so all eyes were taken off of you."
"I did no such thing." The crowd shifted in their seats."Oh and one more thing, the next bracket will begin after a small break, so return to the hall in twenty minutes."
Everyone started to funnel out into the main meeting and registration room.