Karanlos targets the furthest target, and with lightning speed, rolls, elbows the warrior in the back of the knee bringing him to the ground. Without hesitation and with great agility, Karanlos back flips on to the warriors back, then almost as if using the warrior's body as if it was a trampoline, corkscrew flips high in the air. In mid air spin, Karanlos snaps the neck of one of the attackers. The warrior's body falls limp, and Karanlos stands confidently in front of the spiked wall. The farthest warrior thrusts himself up from his knee and throws his blade. Karanlos cartwheels, kicking the blade in to the air. It shears several of the clay spikes off, and a spectator reaches over the wall and grabs the blade. His comrades around him cheer as if he just caught a game winning homerun at a baseball game... Karanlos again showed no hesitation. While the four other remaining warriors snickered at the warrior who threw the blade, Karanlos ran up the spikes like steps, grabbed two of the spikes that were just sheared, bounced off the newly created bald spot on the wall towards the remaining five and threw the spikes. Both spikes found their mark, going through one warrior neck each. Both victims fell dead... Three down... Three to go... Karanlos flew in at the furthest warrior yet again, but one of the other warriors swung his blade. Karanlos quickly changed his body position and somersaulted over the surface of the blade and drop kicked the furthest warrior on to his back. The sixth warrior then stepped up to Karanlos with a scowl on his face. Karanlos smirked, raised his hand an gestured, "bring it". The warrior threw down his blade and rushed at Karanlos with fists flying. All being blocked or dodged by Karanlos, who noticed another warrior behind him. The warrior swung his blade, Karanlos ducked, and the blade swiftly took off the head of the willingly unarmed fist swinging warrior. The last armed warrior kept on Karanlos, trying to use the spear to skew him to the ground, but Karanlos rolled and then mule kicked him, sending him flying into a spike on the wall. However this battle wasn't over as a familiar knee hit Karanlos dead in the nose putting him on his back... An embarrased, heavy breathing warrior picked Karanlos up by his ponytailed hair.
Warrior: You brat! You think you can just come in here and embarass me and my men without a fight!?!
Karanlos: No... (holds his right hand stiff and flat) I wasn't trying to embarrass you... (strikes the warrior's throat with his razor sharp nails)
Warrior: GAGH!!! (falls to his knees, hand still around Karanlos's hair)
Karanlos: (Removes warrior's hand) I was trying to kill you. (pulls his now blood covered hand from the warrior's throat and looks at the emperor with an intense stare as the warrior falls forward dead) rrrrrrRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!! I AM KARANLOS! LEFT ARM OF LAJORI... RIGHT ARM OF KUROPAAK!!! AM I NOT WORTHY OF THE TITLE "ALKANTAURI"!?!!!!!!!
The crowd cheers intensely
Crowd: KARANLOS! KARANLOS! KARANLOS! KARANLOS!
The emperor stands and the crowd goes quiet in the blink of an eye...
Kamourg: You are worthy... Fellow Alkantauri brother... Will you fight with us... In Lakeeta's holy name, and use the gifts she has bestowed upon us to fight for the honor and glory of the Empire!?!
Karanlos: Until my death. The empire I will serve.
Kamourg: My fellow Alkantauri brothers!!! Welcome your new brother with songs of battle, and the finest of beverage... Left arm of Lajori... Right arm of Kuropaak... KARANLOS!!!
Crowd: KARANLOS! KARANLOS! KARANLOS!
The emperor and his son take an exit. Karanlos looks to the sky...
Karanlos: Thank you Lakeeta... Thank you... Father, I will avenge you... The blood of the Syste Alliance will run thick on my blade.
To be continued...
Warrior: You brat! You think you can just come in here and embarass me and my men without a fight!?!
Karanlos: No... (holds his right hand stiff and flat) I wasn't trying to embarrass you... (strikes the warrior's throat with his razor sharp nails)
Warrior: GAGH!!! (falls to his knees, hand still around Karanlos's hair)
Karanlos: (Removes warrior's hand) I was trying to kill you. (pulls his now blood covered hand from the warrior's throat and looks at the emperor with an intense stare as the warrior falls forward dead) rrrrrrRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!! I AM KARANLOS! LEFT ARM OF LAJORI... RIGHT ARM OF KUROPAAK!!! AM I NOT WORTHY OF THE TITLE "ALKANTAURI"!?!!!!!!!
The crowd cheers intensely
Crowd: KARANLOS! KARANLOS! KARANLOS! KARANLOS!
The emperor stands and the crowd goes quiet in the blink of an eye...
Kamourg: You are worthy... Fellow Alkantauri brother... Will you fight with us... In Lakeeta's holy name, and use the gifts she has bestowed upon us to fight for the honor and glory of the Empire!?!
Karanlos: Until my death. The empire I will serve.
Kamourg: My fellow Alkantauri brothers!!! Welcome your new brother with songs of battle, and the finest of beverage... Left arm of Lajori... Right arm of Kuropaak... KARANLOS!!!
Crowd: KARANLOS! KARANLOS! KARANLOS!
The emperor and his son take an exit. Karanlos looks to the sky...
Karanlos: Thank you Lakeeta... Thank you... Father, I will avenge you... The blood of the Syste Alliance will run thick on my blade.
To be continued...