Hark

"Hark. Easy."

The two warriors clash, sabre meets shield as Tommy performs a spinning slash, Hark blocks the blow with ease and bursts through it with a forward motion. The act drives Tommy backwards and off balance, Hark readies his spear, bracing his shoulder and raising his elbow. "Rat!" Tommy attempts to parry the lunging attack but to no avail, Hark's spear sinks in right below Tommy's left ribcage. Three wild dagger strikes whizz through the air, Hark steps to the side with deadly calm and wrenches his spear from Tommy's body. Blood oozes from the hole in his torso. "Fuck!" Tommy swats away another jab and back pedals far away from Hark. The spearman is content to watch his prey limp away, wounded. The crowd boos the act of cowardice. Hark raises his spear, stained with blood and gore. The crowd erupts into applause and recognition. Several red napkins go up at the sight of first blood.

"Oh goddess of the Deep." Blue aura begins to spill forth from Tommy in the shape of tentacles. Hark bursts from his position at a break neck pace, the danger is clear as day. The tentacles burst forward with furious speed, each one is aimed at Hark, who is now ten paces from Tommy. The smell of salt water can be sniffed in the Noxus nighttime.

Seeing no other option the spearman plants his back foot and raises his shoulder above his head, balancing out his left side. His front foot pivots to the side and his right shoulder jerks forward in a wrenching motion, working together with the sinuous muscles of his torso and hips to send a cannon shot of a spear throw at Tommy's head. The tentacles crash into the bronze metal as Hark's right hand whips forward.

Several loud bangs and crashes goes off in the arena as Tommy's head is turned into a messy pulp from the impact and Hark is presumably crushed under several tons of magical octopus. The ring is obscured by dust and mists of water, slowly, the tentacles dissipate into mana. and the dust settles. Hark is standing upright and victorious, his spear somehow in his right hand again and raised proudly in the air.

"Well I'll be, that bastard nearly took out an entire section of people with that throw." Hark Alistorm. Now that's a name to watch out for.

"Those magical barriers are required by Noxus mandate 113, specially made by government mages with spells beyond any normal magician's ken. I'm getting ground reports that the barrier around point of impact is severely damaged, and broken in places. What a monster."

"You're telling me." I scoff and crack my knuckles. "I have to go fight him."

"What? Sett! You're joking right?" Lloyd's cap goes astray as he fumbles to reach out and grab me.