Okay, trying to keep up the pace here. Here's Part Two.
Chapter Eight: A Land of Fangs and Blades
Part Two: Prelude to a Night of Combat
"So there are only two rules?" Sigment sat in the lounge of the hotel as he and Sonya discussed how to handle the upcoming tournament. He was eager to see what kinds of fighters he would encounter, but making sure he won each fight took priority.
"Yeah, so..." Sonya sipped from her cup before continuing. "The first rule is that you can't kill your opponent. Hopefully I can trust you to follow that one. Second one is that forfeit is not allowed, so the fight's not over until one of you can't fight back anymore."
"Weird... Thought there would be more to it than that."
"You'll be fine. Just don't do anything stupid in there." Contrary to her words, she looked at him with a faint concern in her eyes. "Also, don't forget that there'll be fighters from races you haven't encountered before. Figure out how they fight before you charge in headfirst."
"Yeah. Gotta say, I'm actually looking forward to this." As he got up, Karra and Angelic exited the elevator. "You guys ready to go? ...What's wrong?"
Karra hid her worries with a smile. "Nothing, just... Be careful, okay?"
Angelic reached up for a high five that Sigment accepted. "Beat 'em up extra for me, 'kay?"
"You got it. You guys have got nothing to worry about." As he picked up his sword, the group made their way to the exit of the hotel. "Alright, let's go."
Berlin was full of all sorts of sights to see and places to go. The city was fully capable of catering to a person's every whim. Sigment wondered if maybe he could come back someday, when all of this was over, if it was ever over. He had been working towards this for so long, and now he was closer than he had ever been. He only hoped that the chase would end soon, for everyone's sake.
Clearing those thoughts from his head, he looked up as they arrived at the coliseum. The place was massive, decorated with many expensive amenities. He wasn't surprised. He had heard that Vampires had a taste for extravagance. At the front gate was the registration for the tournament. Sigment put down his name, and the clerk passed it along. Thankfully, his nickname of Black Dragon King had yet to be associated with his actual identity, so he would be just another entry to these people.
"Thank you for your participation. Please move inside to Competitor Room Twelve. Your consultant for the tournament will arrive there shortly."
"Alright." Sigment turned around to wave to the group. "Wish me luck."
Sonya gave a thumbs up in response. "We'll be rootin' for ya in the audience."
Sigment made his way through the halls searching for the room the clerk mentioned. "Room Twelve... Room Twelve... Jeez, they really need to put a map in here somewhere." Eventually, he found the room and entered. Like the rest of the coliseum, it was well-designed. The room included a supply of food for the tournament's duration, and a wide selection of beverages. As Sigment began to sit down and eat, a tall, well-dressed man entered the room.
"Greetings, sir. My name is Jaeger and I will be your consultant for the tournament."
"What does that mean, 'consultant'?"
"Basically, I am to provide you with general information regarding each match. Your first match will be against a Vampire called Dietrich. He is a native of Berlin, and seems to fight with twin daggers. The match is scheduled to begin shortly." He politely motioned towards the door. "If you will follow me, I will lead you to the arena."
The two men walked from hall to hall as they approached their destination. Eventually, Sigment's curiosity peaked, and he tapped Jaeger's shoulder to address him. "So, if you don't mind me asking... Are you a Vampire, too?"
"Ah, you've never seen one before, have you?" He stopped and turned around to answer the question. "Yes, I am a Vampire. Though the fangs may not always be easy to see, our kind is also characterized by our distinct eye color." He pointed to his eyes, whose irises were distinctly red in nature. Sigment was reminded of the eyes that have haunted him for so long, but he could tell that the two were different. "At any rate, we're here. This door leads to the arena." As Sigment prepared to open the door, Jaeger politely bowed before taking his leave. "I wish you luck in your first match."
"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the Sacred Moon Melee! We all know why we're here! Tonight is a special night, and we're here to celebrate it! With fighters from across Europe here to duke it out, who will be the one to come out on top? Let's get started with the first round! Fighters, make your way to the center of the arena!"
Sigment moved into position to face his opponent. "On one side we have a Human, a rare sight in this competition! Will he rise up to take down all others? Please welcome Sigment Kurosaaaiii!"
"A lot of commotion over such a worthless opponent." The Vampire Dietrich stepped into place to face Sigment. "I hope you won't take your loss too badly, my friend."
"Save the cocky bullshit until you've actually won, will ya?"
"On the other side, we have a Vampire! He's on home turf here, a native-born to Berlin! But will that be enough? It's Dietrich Keinheeerz!"
"Okay, Ryū. Jihi Style."
"Ladies and Gentlemen, let the first match... BEGIN!"
Alright, that's done. I may wind up taking longer than I would have liked on Chapter Nine, but we'll see. Anyway, if you have a comment or a question, you know the drill. Jikai made!
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