Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131224092505/@comment-24141785-20131227205537

C'laro saw an orc walk up to the arena. The two glared at each other. The orc carried dual swords.

C'laro looked down at his sword. He threw it aside and unsheathed his claws.

"Alright! There are no rules in the Arena! Whoever dies loses!" The announcer called. "3...2...1... go!"

The orc tried lunged at him. C'laro dodged the blow only to get swiped at the arm.

''Shit C'laro! Up your game.''

C'laro ducked under the orc's swipe. He sank his claws into the orc's legs causing him to rage. C'laro then grabbed the orc and threw him back.

"I'm going to enjoy killing you." C'laro hissed. The orc threw his sword at C'laro hitting his chest. He was sent back.

C'laro struggled. Pain was running through him.

''I won't die today... For Manja.''

C'laro took the sword out of his chest. His eyes burnt with fury. Blood was leaking over his chest.

"For Manja." He whispered. He ran at the orc while the orc ran at him. C'laro jumped into the air. He kicked the orc sending him back. C'laro walked up to the orc, sinking his claws into his neck.

"You will die." C'laro tore down the orc's skin. He eventually reached the heart. He grabbed onto the heart and ripped it out.