Fiction:Gladiator Planet/Fight Three

= Torpal Vs. Serlan =

This is the third recorded battle to have taken place on the Torpal's Gladiator Planet

Battle Details
A Torpal walked into the arena, holding no weapons, but with a pair of blades attached to one wrist. The Torpal eyed the lizard-like Serlan across from him, standing as tall as he. The Serlan wielded a pike weapon, and on its back were two swords resembling katanas. The Torpal cleared his throat. "Serlan, I hear your race can fight!" "The Torpal have their reputation too." He smirks "Then hopefully you'll be worth my time!" The Serlan smirks also. "Don't you worry about that." "Well then, have at me!" The torpal raises his bladed arm into the air and roars. The crowd cheerd in response; obviously this Torpal was the favored one in this stadium.

The Serlan roars in response, raised his pike, and charged at the Torpal. The Serlan suddenly stopped his charge; he knew it would be foolish to charge head-on before thinking of a battle plan. The Torpal clenched his fists, obviously frustrated that the Serlan didn’t fall into his trap. The Serlan and Torpal then began walking in a circle, looking each-other in the eyes. The Serlan briefly scanned the ring, it was simply a large circle full of sand, nothing of environmental advantage.

The Serlan bent its knees and did a few fancy moves with his pike and pointed the tip of it towards the Torpal. "Very well...I give you the first move, Torpal!".

The Torpal and the Serlan charged at each other. The Serlan swung his pike, and with a carefully executed jump, the Torpal dived out of its path. As the Serlan brought the pike around to swing again, the Torpal managed to smash the pike's shaft with his wrist-blades, breaking the pike in two. The Serlan threw it to the ground, and kicked the Torpal square in the chest, sending him sprawling backwards to the ground...

The Serlan backed off, allowing the Torpal to get up. They circled each other once more. The Serlan stopped, as he realized he had stepped on the shaft of his pike. He put his foot under the shaft and picked up the deadly end of the pike. Then, with a quick movement, he kicked the shaft of the pike up at the Torpal, who smashed it aside, but as the Torpal looked up at the Serlan the long, sharp, end of the pike was coming at him.

The Serlan suddenly stopped, holding the edge of the pike at the Torpal’s neck. "Beg for your life, worm." the Serlan commanded. "Fool." the Torpal whispered. "I said beg!" the Serlan snarled, as he hit the Torpal in the face with the blunt side of the pike. The force of the strike cut into the Torpal’s face. The Torpal raises his hand to his face, and wipes blood away. "Alright then, I’ll beg." the Torpal concedes.

As the Serpenta began to smile, the Torpal swang his foot around with lightning speed, making contact with the Serpenta's legs, knocking him over. As the Torpal rose off the ground and backed away, he yelled, "I beg you don’t die too easily!" With a roar from the crowd, the Serpenta got back up, and grabbed one of the katanas from his back.

The Serlan snarled as he swung the blade around his body infront of the Torpal's face. "Well, you Torpal like to do a bit of trickery, eh?". The Serlan swung his blade to the side but the Torpal ducked under it. At the same time however, the Serlan reached for his other Katana and brought it downward. The Torpal quickly rolled backwards. He threw himself in the air with his strong arms, and managed to kick the recovering Serlan in the face.

"Not bad...but your going to have to do better than that.", hissed the Serlan as his long serpent-like tongue flickered out in the air. The Serlan raised one blade above his body and then began madly slashing at the Torpal, who began blocking all of the strikes. The Serlan could tell that the Torpal was almost done for, but then his attacks were halted as the Torpal grabbed the Serlan’s wrists.

The two began shaking as they tried overpowering the other. The Torpal, however, slashed the Serlan in the chest with his free hand, and the Serlan reacted, pulling the Torpal forward, and kneeing him in the stomach. Then he twisted his upper body around and elbowed the Torpal in the nose, sending him to the ground on his back. The Serlan clutched his side as some blood began coming out. "Not bad Torpal...Its been long since I fought a worthy foe.". The Serlan then waited for the Torpal's next move.

The torpal rose to the ground, with both fighters breathing heavily. Neither could keep this fight up for much longer, and they both knew it. The Torpal stood motionless for a moment, when, without warning, he ran towards the Serlan. The Serlan swiped one of the katanas, cutting a long gash down the torpal's arm, but he kept running, until he body-slammed the Serlan with his shoulder. The Serlan staggered backward, and pretended to fall to the ground, with arms outstretched, still holding each sword.

The Torpal suddenly lept into the air, preparing to send his wrist-blades flying into the Serlan’s face, when his body jerked to a stop in mid-air. As the Torpal looked down, he saw the Serlan’s smiling face. The Torpal's gaze followed the Serlan’s head, down to its shoulder, to its outstretched arm, to its hand, which was clutching the sword lodged in the Torpal's gut.

To the Torpal's surprise, he was suspended on the Serlan’s sword. As he saw the Serlan’s other arm rise, he managed to cough out, "Nice fight, you bast--", as the Serlan brought his other sword up, and choppped the Torpal's head off in one swift blow. The Serlan rolled to his side, letting the decapitated Torpal's body fall to the ground next to him.

The Serlan warrior looked down at the Torpal, and then kneeled before the Torpal, dropping his weapons beside the Torpal. "It was my honor to fight you...Have the weapons that you were defeated with, so that we may one day meet again when I fall...And then you shall have your rematch; and maybe you may beat me with my own weapons".

The Serlan then walked out of the Arena.

The Winner
Serlan!