Chapter 6

Hemon walked into the battle circle silently cursing his luck, “Fuck me”.

He had drawn the number one seeded fighter in the tournament to face off in the round of 4.

“Ladies and gentlemen, under the moon’s light, we now prepare ourselves for the 1st of the 2 rounds of four matches.” The announcer said which got the crowd going.

“At one corner, we have a new rising star amidst ourselves. Coming out of parts unknown, Hemon!” He introduced as Hemon walked out there to the cheers of the crowd. People started to chant his name which made him feel a little better, but next, everything changed.

“And his opponent for this round, from the very prominent areas of the Raison herself, she is the number one seeded fighter of this tournament. She is the winner of three back to back Level 2 tournaments, loved by many people, cheered by all, your favourite, the Spear Princess, Charlot Simp!!!” No sooner had the announcer ended his spiel, the crowd erupted at the sight of the fighter that was walking to the battle circle.

Hemon saw the environment within the ground shift. The same people who were calling him and cheering him were now chanting his opponent’s name. She was their favourite and Hemon, whom the crowd loved all this while, has now begun to dislike him and they wanted him to lose.

The woman facing him stood tall, a few inches taller than him, she had a slim yet muscular build. She wore leather armour on her upper body which seemed light in weight. She had opted out of wearing any protection on her head. Hemon noticed the woman had kept her brown hair short, they were just touching her nape. She had both protection on her wrists as well on her legs. She had already picked out her weapon of choice and waited and coldly staring at him which made her more intimidating.

The bout started with the official’s signal and it began with a sudden fury of strikes from Charlot. She possessed quick acceleration which helped her to get within striking distance of Hemon, who was not expecting the sudden speed and was caught flat footed and without a way to dodge her. Her strikes were swift, strong and came at all angles, targeting different parts of his upper body and within the first few exchanges, Hemon suffered blows to his previously injured shoulder as well as his ribcage making it difficult for him to breath.

The crowd cheered when he was pushed back with ease within the opening moments of the match. He tried to counter her moves,but ended up getting hit on his injured shoulder again by the blunt tip of his opponent’s spear. Intense pain was shooting through him, which made it really difficult to hold on to the spear. Every time he tried to use his spear, his right shoulder created problems, making his offence sloppy and his defence shaky.