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Raxion shook his head, "That little bastard saying those things to try and make me do it." He said as he walked out the door carrying his sword.

Saying hello to his parents quickly before running out the door he silently and quickly followed Raxion. Excited to finally see some action.

Raxion signed up for the tournament and waited till his name was called into the arena.

A local samurai in training's name was called up along with another man named Raxion. Seeing it was only a boy, the samurai relaxed, taunting Raxion. "You think you have any chance of winning against me, boy?" The samurai mockingly remarked.

Raxion ignored his taunts and walked into the arena taking his fighting stance.

*Thinking* (This should be easy enough) He unsheathed his sword charged Raxion. Swiping horizontally, vertically, and ending with a thrust. At least one attack hitting.

Raxion deflected the first attack dodged the second as the thrust barely hit his thigh. He swung his sword out at the man but this was a fake attack as he twirled around and kicked the man in the jaw.

Staggering backwards, the samurai stepped back for a powerful tackle. Holding his sword forward, prepared to swing it around if Raxion tried to dodge it.

When the samurai tried to tackle him he flipped backwards landing another kick on the man, then he got into a defensive stance expecting the man to get frustrated.

Staggering once more the man was furious. "ENOUGH OF THIS CHILD'S PLAY!!" the samurai screamed. He chanted a phrase of inaudible words and out came a giant fireball from his hand.

Raxion sighed, "If thats what you wish," He said as he stabbed his sword into the ground, "Rise like the wind Skrinix!" He yelled as a gust of wind started spinning around the sword like a tornado and then blades of wind sliced at the samurai as it blew out the fireball.

The samurai, startled how quickly the tide of battle changed, stood there paralysed as the wind blade diced him up.

Raxion took his sword out of the ground as the arena medics took care of the samurai. He then walked passed his brother, "Still think im gonna lose?" Raxion asked as he went back to his tent.

Ronoro watching from the sidelines was mystified how his brother was able to pull of the win. "Not bad... not bad at all..." he replied.

He sat down in the tent and put his blade on his lap, "Good job skrinix." He said to his sword and the air around him swayed in response.

"And the next challenger... onoy known as the wandering swordsman!!" The man over the intercom announced.