[Chapter Size: 2000 Words.]
Third Person POV
Northern kingdoms.
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The small arena was noisy as the nobles, perched on their podiums, eagerly awaited the next fight, however unfair it seemed.
"What is this? Where did that child come from?" Someone commented from one of the boxes.
"This looks very interesting," another spoke, pressing one nostril closed and inhaling a white powder with the other, sending him into ecstasy as the drug took immediate effect. And he was eager to see the upcoming fight.
"Could it be one of the children we didn't send to the wizard?!" another thoughtful noble exclaimed.
"This is absurd, a child fighting... We should put someone in who can actually fight!" someone shouted.
"It's just a show, relax..." another noble spoke beside him.
"Even so, a child?" the man still insisted.
"Look how excited everyone is!" the announcer in the middle of the arena proclaimed, introducing the fighters.
"We have the favorite to be tonight's champion! The Bone-Breaker!" he announced, pointing to the large man.
"And on the other side... well, just a child..." he continued, as nobody knew the name Madara and he had not introduced himself.
The crowd quickly reacted, screaming with excitement, while Madara remained calm amidst everything he was hearing.
The nobles soon showed the darker side of their world. "I want you to torture the boy," they yelled.
"Don't let the fight end quickly! I want to see him suffer," another shouted.
"Child... I hope you suffer a lot... but I must obey these people, and besides, I'd love to see you suffering," Bone-Breaker said with a sadistic smile.
"..." Madara remained silent as he stared at him.
"You look so calm... that's strange..." the man was slightly surprised by the boy's demeanor, even the announcer noticed the oddity. But he quickly proceeded with the fight. "Anyway! Let the fight begin!! Start!!" he shouted, as more people got excited about the barbaric show.
"Throw a sword to the boy!" someone yelled, and a small sword fell into the arena, but Madara just looked at it without reaction.
The man took a two-handed sword from his back, unsheathing it, the blade appearing to Madara, who stood 5 meters away, still showing no reaction. As soon as he removed the sword, Bone-Breaker simply stuck it into the ground.
"I won't use the blade, as the fight would end too quickly, but I'll leave it here for the end..." he said calmly. "They want me not to finish you off quickly, so I'll give you this," he stated.
"..." Madara made no comment. Bone-Breaker frowned slightly, as the boy in front of him seemed very calm.
Putting that aside, he then took the initiative and charged at Madara, who stood still waiting for him to approach at full speed.
"Go on!" the audience yelled.
"He's going to pay the child,"
"Poor boy," a noblewoman spoke, more mockingly in her tone.
Despite still finding it strange and expecting the boy to start running, he approached, arms open to grab the child. However, before the man could grab Madara, he made his first move and quickly touched the man's own hand, using it as support while he jumped over his head before Bone-Breaker could react.
As Madara hovered in the air, he took the opportunity to kick the side of the man's face, causing him to quickly feel an impact as his body twisted, starting with his head kicked, and falling into the sandy ground of the arena the next moment.
The only sound heard at that moment was the man being dragged a few inches while lying down, a silence took over the entire arena at that moment. After all, no one expected something like this. Madara landed quietly in his usual spot, looking at the fallen man with a bit of dust raised while no one else could understand what had just happened.
"Hey, did you also see that?" a noble spoke.
"Of course I saw, you idiot. Still, I wonder why he did that..." another spoke.
"I see they've picked a rather interesting boy," someone commented, clapping, looking at the child with a newfound sparkle in their eyes.
"This is fantastic," another spoke.
"What is this child?" someone from the other side couldn't help but ask.
Madara had surprised everyone, unsurprisingly, and if there was anyone there who had seen him at the castle, they wouldn't recognize him easily either. He looked nothing ordinary, but very strong, just a bit above being skinny, and wore his face dirty with slave clothes, leaving everyone wondering who he was.
"Go, kid!" someone started to cheer for Madara.
"Kill the Bone-Breaker! No, torture that giant!"
"This fight is going to be fantastic," another exclaimed.
Madara shook his head in disgust as he listened to all this. Meanwhile, the man called Bone-Breaker was slowly getting up, keeping his hand pressed to his hit face and looking at Madara with some anger. "You bastard," he murmured, then charged at Madara again.
He didn't try to grab him this time, but aimed a straight punch at the child who had made a fool of him. He lunged at the boy below him, who quickly dodged the attack by moving his body swiftly aside from his fist, though for Madara, the man seemed to be moving in slow motion.
The man tried to hit him again with the other free hand, making Madara spin his body, avoiding the second attack and moving to the side, dodging his legs that ran towards him, and delivering a quick kick to the back of him, making the man even stumble and fall to the ground once more.
The audience seemed to be loving this, because they started laughing at this moment while cheering for Madara.
"Looks like our champion is losing to a child!" someone began to laugh.
"That damn guy, I bet on him in the next fight, now he's falling to a child," another complained.
"This is so cool! We should be happy to see something like this!" another commented.
Madara remained in the same initial spot, while still able to hear everything with his neutral face. Bone-Breaker began to stand up again, frustrated. He couldn't understand what was happening, how that child could be so fast. Then, getting up while his hand clenched a fistful of sand, he started running towards Madara. As he approached, he threw sand at the child to limit his vision.
Madara saw this and, having some experience with this kind of thing as had happened with Greg, quickly closed his eyes and let his senses be. It wasn't really a difficult fight to handle so he only needed his fighting instincts and could take care of it.
In the midst of the dust, the giant man appeared on top of it, beginning to punch at the child within the dust, but certainly hit only air, while Madara continued dodging his attacks, from the left side, from above, below, as he easily did this with his eyes closed.
The dust had already settled at this moment, yet he continued with his eyes closed, dodging the attacks while everyone in the audience looked on stunned, cheering and laughing, wondering who that boy was and how he could do something like that.
Madara quickly dodged an attack, crouched while spinning backwards, launching a kick with his momentum and hitting directly the man's private parts at that moment. The man quickly felt that impact with the force of the child, which was not at all common, crushing his balls as he felt pain and the audience began to scream, laugh, applauding Madara.
A man barely contained his pain while looking at Madara, who just moved a few meters away from him, watching him kneel on the ground while holding his private part, neither of them had protections, just fighting in dirty clothes.
"Little Titan!" someone exclaimed, giving Madara his first nickname, after all no one knew his name.
"Little Titan!" another shouted, liking the name.
"Little Titan! Little Titan! Little Titan! Little Titan! Little Titan!" Soon everyone began to shout calling Madara by this name.
"Kill him, Little Titan!" someone suggested.
"Torture him!" another yelled.
As people started commenting and even calling me to order the man's death, Bone-Breaker stood up and, in his peak of fury, quickly ran back to the center of the arena where his sword was stuck in the ground. Picking up the sword and charging back at Madara at full speed, he exclaimed, "Try to catch this, you bastard!" as he lifted the sword, holding it with both hands, and made a direct slash at Madara, who now with his eyes open, quickly moved his body to dodge. He jumped back to where a sword had been thrown for him.
He picked it up and prepared for the man chasing after him who once again, launched a vertical slash hoping to kill the boy who was humiliating him. Madara held his weapon firmly and struck against the man's blade, attempting to use his strength to make the boy quickly retreat, as after all, he was much larger than the child.
But with the clash of metal from both swords, Madara stopped it and everyone there began to witness a surreal fight. While Bone-Breaker, a bit dazed, started to launch attacks at Madara and the blades clashed against one another, the exchange of blows continued for a while.
"This is incredible!!" someone exclaimed.
"Tell me where they found this child..."
"Is that really a child?"
"Go Little-Titan!"
The battle between the blades continued and the man, despite being strong, lacked much technique, looking almost like a common soldier, nothing like the royal guards or Eist that Madara used to fight every day. He finally found an opening and decided to end the combat, directly hitting his blade and delivering a strike, he cut off the fingers of the man holding the sword, making him drop it and scream in pain, with blood spurting.
"What?! He did it, what is this?" people screamed in surprise.
"Hahaha! Look at that! The boy won!!"
"Little Titan!! Little Titan!! Little Titan!! Little Titan!! Little Titan!! Little Titan!!"
Once again, the crowd screamed his name, while Madara watched the man screaming in pain, trying to stop the bleeding from his fingerless hand. He finally looked at the boy in front of him with tearful and fearful eyes.
"Kill him!!" someone started.
"Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!!"
The audience wanted to see blood at that moment.
"This is incredible!!! The boy is surreal!!" The announcer who started the fight decided to speak again seeing the excited crowd.
"Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!!" They continued shouting for Madara to kill the man kneeling in front of him, who was just a shell of what he was when the fight began.
Madara looked at him for a while, doing nothing. "Finish him!" the announcer shouted to Madara as if it were an order, after all, this was the demand of the nobles there.
What Madara did next left everyone stunned; against all those demands, Madara approached the man who looked at him fearfully expecting his death, and moved his sword, hitting the man's head with the hilt, making him faint instantly.
Madara didn't care if he would die from bleeding later; he might even kill the man at another time; he just didn't want to follow what the public expected of him, leaving everyone astonished with that.
The ecstasy of the public turned into dissatisfaction, while Madara returned to where he had come from.
"What do you think you're doing?!" the announcer shouted at the boy returning.
Madara didn't care as he returned, being booed by the entire place at that moment.