Chapter 57: Chapter 57
“Princess” I am coming to get you. Arslan's eyes gleaming with resolve.
I make my way to the center of the arena. The drum begins to beat furiously to welcome the undefeated champion and then the door at the other end begins to mildly open with dust covering the door. From the dark of the tunnel leading to the arena. I hear a large giant thud in the ground. It shook the ground with a vibrating shock wave where I stood. For a brief moment, the entire arena is silent to the roaring from the tunnel.
“What the hell? How is this battle for my own safety” Arslan eyes widened as a two-story giant with elf ears bends his body walking out of a huge door that could fit ten people?
Goooorila!, my opponent is aptly named. A two-story-tall giant stands shirtless with a body of rippling muscles on a steel helmet covering his head and a giant ax in each of his hands. I wondered if he is stronger than me. From the battle of an ice giant, I have fought, by now Arslan was now used to it.
Arslan smiles
. “I guess I can play with him.”
Gorilla notices me as he points his ax towards me aggressively. Much to the excitement of the crowd, they make an awful lot of noise. We stared at each other down. I can feel his grin. He is a man of experience, and he played this game a good few times and has won.
The announcer speaks
. “The corner. Your favorite champion Gorilla. Kills 200. Borns broken 150. Crippled fighters 185 and as for the left corner. Kills 0, born broken 0, and everything 0. Is he sure about this match” Arslan nods his head ok then now” announced “begin”
ROOooooooooooar!
Thud, thud thud thud, the ground shook and wail as this two-story muscled ripping giant roar and thud charging his way to the center of the arena as fast as a sprinter would. He raises his axe in the air as he roars with his mouth. He leaps into the air with sheer force of strength from his foot. He swings his deadly axe blade towards my face seeking to end my life straight away. He growled as he exerted himself, putting as much power into the attack as he was able to.
The axe came arcing towards my face as though in slow motion. The most acute perception of the present moment before I could even conceive what had happened.
My head tilted back, and I saw the axe blade pass of my head just above my very eyes to the ground crashing with a big
Bang!
On the sandy ground, a large shockwave accompanied by Dust resonated across the arena.
I collapsed to the ground off balance. My mask slice in half falling to the floor and my face revealed. The crowd is surprised at the looks of the opponent.
“Is that not Arslan? One said to another” apparently these were people who knew me either through the photo on the wall with gold on my head or normal people just familiar with me. While some noble son who has a score to settle with me.
“You weakling, go home. Why don’t you call mummy to suck breast in front of us" hahahahahaha a noble son mocked in the open as laughter burst across the crowd? Felicia watching the event surprise with conflicted looks of worry.
SLICE HIM! SLICE HIM! KILL HIM! A noble shouted.
“How is Arslan the peasant boy here? If he is here then he must have successfully defeated the dragon queen. I can’t touch him until sure. Vermilllion could see mirage disguises, he really deceived with his disguise and if he reveals the sword in the arena then my chances of becoming king will be sabotaged. I will have to wait for an opportunity and if so use the contest to kill him. He seems to have some guts. I hope he entertains me more before he is killed” Prince Darius looks, and he orders a guard.” Call me Jake Alexander, he has some one to kill for me.
I scrambled across the dirt without a single bit of grace and dignity, furiously attempting to get to my feet. Like a man toying with a rat, his axe continuously crashed down around me trying to slice into my soft skin of flesh. He swings furiously and all I could do is dodging and take steps back at his every swing.
He lets out a deep laugh and holds his axes high much to the delight of the crowd. They roar with approval.
"CUT HIM, SLICE HIM! SLICE HIM the crowd ranted.
I stare back at him as he brings his hands down and re-affixes his gaze onto me.
I no longer feel the nervousness due to the rapid action of my breathing has become charged and faster. My adrenaline pumps through my veins. He picks up his axe and charges forward like a raging bull as he swings and swings his leading axe downwards. He commits himself fully to the attack, a raging berserk er.
“Please stay put, you damn rat. Let me slice you.” He groans, only pushing forward for the sake of burying his axe within my skull with his bestial strength. The second swinging axe, I barely manage to dodge with a slight movement of my head. This time, I keep my balance by taking several steps back as he keeps crashing forward. The momentum lost from one attack transition smoothly to the next. He grunts loudly, swinging each of my defensive man oeuvres is only just enough to save me from any injury.
A Brief reprieve, as he pauses for a moment to catch his breath studying me circling round his axes held above his waist. He was struggling to understand why it was that I was still on my feet.
He sharp wittily noticed I looked in Felicia’s direction each time he stops swinging.
Furthermore, he rubs his chin with his hand and turns his back to me, raising his hand towards the crowd. They cheer loudly at his blatant display of disrespect.
He turns and looks at the princess and speaks
“ I will chop off your head and then points at me indicating that I should strike him. A tactic to prove is superiority.