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i walk to the edge of the dark forest. the dying trees remind me of the trees in the dragon temple back at home.the rush of rememberence scares me. i take off running into the dark forest. by the time i stop i am deep into the forest and i see a temple in the distance. i wonder to myself why i didn't save my little sister before the masacure. Then i start throwing punches at dead trees till they break in two.

Richard was drifting through the forestry with extreme agile. He was running past trees and animals as well as through brush and branches. He ran until he came to a large opening with the canopy open above unlike the rest of the area. Richard was working on this area by himself. It was just like the old battle-ground arena. The ring was leveled with the earth and encircled roughly 50 feet in diameter. More drawn in the ground than anything built there and made more vivid to the eye with stains. The paremeter was bleached blue and the inside of the ring was strained red with blood. It was dustier there than anywhere else in the forest to make it seem more like the original battle-grounds.
Richard waited there for an opponent that would soon be arriving. He was excited.

Richard heared Isoba's landing, his short cheer and even heard him traveling here, stabbing at the trees was also picked up in his eardrums. Turning Richard's eye's were noticebly shut. A small grin on his face spread just a bit futher up his jaw. It's been a while since he was allowed much sport and even longer since he was in a match like this.
Richard decided it was his time to warm up. He was unsure of what weapons and tactics, skills and strengths he would use but it was certain to him that he would obtain victory. He was dressed in his most common battle attire. Loose black pants, his chain belt, heavy mitheral guantlets and shoulders. His short blonde hair was being thrown about by the wind.
"I think I should warn you that nearly anything goes here. The only rule I will abide by is that I will not kill you. Any power or weapon or technique you wish to use I suggest you use."
Richard chuckled softly. His mind was racing but it wasn't beause of the up coming fight.

Richard leaned to his right while catching the punch with his left palm. All there was to do was simple. He reached forward to grab Isoba's right elbow while Richard already had his right fist. Sliding his right leg behind Isoba's right leg and bending it to a 90 degree angle gave it leverage. Richard pushed the fist back and pulled the elbow towards him. Now he just needed to push his oppenent back and drop Isoba's elbow to the ground and lock it behind Richard's knee. This will break his forearm, shoulder and elbow nearly simutainiously.(Any problems with reading this? I was being harrased and occupied while writing it.)

Sara watched the fight on a tree branch off in the distance. Her black hood slightly covering her face, as her cigarette between her lips was the only thing to be seen. It was starting to get dark but this type of environment suited her well. The trees began to sway from the harsh winds, and already she felt a part of her surroundings.

The spike punctured through Richard palm and out the back of his hand. He cured and roared loud as his opponent made his way above him and drew a knife plunging it down at Richard chest.
Richard eyes flickered at the slight of Isoba trying to get testy this quick in a fight, interesting. Richard intensively brought up his left arm to defend himself from the knife. After all he was wearing some upperbody armour. Convienient.
He deflected the attack with his left arm with ease but the next step was more decisive. He lept at his opponent as he was still in the air. Drawing his sword with his right while holding his left in the same position it was in when he defended. He sliced with his sword once he believed he was close enough to make contact. (Only 1 foot away.) Ripping his sword horizontally at Isoba's stomatch would sure ignite some sort of fierceness in the battle.

Isoba's knife would be knocked from his grip, a weapon lost due to his error of getting agressive. On the drawing of the sword, Isoba would come to the concrete conclusion that time was truely of the essence in this close range combat.
Luckily there is many things fast then human reflexes, one of they being electrical impulses or lightning. Using the spike as his release point Isoba would channel an electrical feed through the spike to be released into the body of my foe. The purpose of this was to strike the nervous system which would cause Richard nerves to of course act different. This charge was strong enough to put the body into momentary shock before launching it away due to the nerves driving the body away from the source.
This would allow the attack never to reach Isoba, yet it would be at the cost of Isoba's hard work. His spike would not longer be through his foes hand...leaving him to one less surprise and no further advantage.

If this would succeed, Isoba would land on the ground aprox. 6 feet from his foe and would regain his fighters stance. "Activate generator 2" he muutered under his breath as if trying to keep a secret, then again if his foe had hear his approach, he surely had heard this.

Zen walked through this wild forest. Strange creatures skittering about. Sarutobi left his shoulder to find a meal amongst them. He was glad that there was still some place he could go. He was wondering what else there was to offer here. Today would be a new beginning for Zen.