Maybe I'm a Bit Rusty... {Open}

JaykubNathanielLevite

His sword felt nice in his hand; it was still balanced with his body, even though it had been a year or so since Jaykub had used this particular sword. Its silver blade was shining after a meticulous polish by Jaykub, and the ebony handle was surrounded by the male's strong fingers. He looked around the arena, the sand blowing a little into the wind. Jaykub had hoped that there was an opponent ready to take him on, but it was almost too much to hope for...

{Note; each opponent has 40 hp - fight down to 10 hp?}