CAP - THE FINAL BATTLE (Dylan)
Jan 21, 2014 16:58:13 GMT -5
Post by Dylan189 on Jan 21, 2014 16:58:13 GMT -5
Mark Antony
Mark sat on behind the gates of the arena, a spear laying next to him, a bow slinged across his back, in his belt lay 3 throwing daggers, and coiled up on his other side was a whip, and hanging from the back of his belt was a club. Mark was ready to use every weapon he needed to defeat his opponent if it came down to it. Mark was anticipating this fight since Kyanite had visited him in the gym with Gala.
Mark was not angry nor out for vengeance, but he was determined to win, and even if he lost he would still be proud he made it this far. Mark would meet Jack this time with his shirt off, like Jack had the rest of his fights. Mark had hopped there would be a sword thrown into the mix for this fight, but a spear would work just as well. The shouts of the huge crowd was a bit amusing to him, considering he was not out for crowds cheers, just the knowledge to know he can win. The cuts Kya had left on him were gone, other than the one on this thigh, but the cuts she had given to him on his chest left faint scars.
This fight was a little more than just a sport for Mark now, Ava was here, and he did not want to make her watch her friend get beat. It would be sad for her to conqueror her fear just to come and watch the person she was supporting become a ball of blood. Mark finally herd his name, and stood up, the gate in front of him opening slowly. Mark entered the arena with a slow, confident walk, giving waves to the crowd as her did, and right before he reached the middle he does a spin with the spear in his hand. " May the odds ever be in your favor MATTHEW DUNHAM!" Mark shouts out to the crowd turning to face Matthew himself.
"Finally we meet in battle, finally we can settle your disputes with me. So may the best man win." Mark says with a taunting smile and takes position.