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In the Dome

ClannfearRock

on April 13, 2019

After a day of rotting in a cell without food or water, a guard suddenly burst into the cell, dropping a bundle of armour on the ground, for the champion of the A-Team to don, because the day of trial has come, and Hotpants must prove his mettle in the arena, which they call a dome. As he walked down the long hallway at the shining light at the end which was the opening to the arena, he could hear the deafening roar of the crowd. The loud crashing bars behind him, as he stepped into the arena, sealing the way from whence he came, only now he realised that he would not be facing one- but two opponents. Hotpants poised for defense, scoped out his enemies, and sprang into action, like the tiger, leaping for prey. All in one motion, striking at the first opponent, cutting a swath from shoulder to belly, his entrails pouring out, flopping hard on the ground, the head, bouncing like the sound of a coconut. Poising his sword immediately for the next attack, shield at the ready, at this, the final opponent's eyes opening wide at the astonishment of Hotpant's prowess. Must've realised early on, that his blood would soon mingle with his friend's on the floor of the bloodworks. And so, it was so. In a second lightning strike, Hotpants flashed beyond his opponent, who staggers behind him, too stunned to realise what has just happened. Hotpants, unmoving, the second opponent falls to the ground with a great thump. The Dome thunders in an uproar, deafening to the ears as Hotpants turns slowly to the boss, wryly smiling, and raising his sword in a kind of salute. Immediately, the boss was impressed, and bewildered. 'Who is this young champion?'