Of course

"I'm fucked..." Nathan whispered to himself as he stood at the side of a large pit built into the ground. It was a short walk from the village where he had slept in a wooden cage the night before. The call went out the night before and of course there were three challengers who wished to battle him for the right to marry Effie. He couldn't blame them, blonde, blue eyed and with an impressive figure running around in revealing clothes, hell he'd pissed too if some stranger came around to take her away.

Effie had explained the rules to him. Each fighter was allowed one weapon, magic was banned and the fighter left alive in the pit would wed Effie. As magic was banned Nathan was unable to use his pistol as it risked the Elves accusing him of sorcery and firing a barrage of arrows into the pit . Effie had retrieved his combat knife for him. The 20 cm titanium alloy blade could cut through the toughest metals and he was trained in special forces close quarters combat, it was his best shot. Nathan hopped into the pit, a moment later his first challenger joined him. It was a ranger named Rhylen, he covered in shiny green armor, it was around noon and the sun was directly above them, the light reflecting off the armor made it hard for Nathan to look directly at his challenger. The Elf carried a long sword that had to be at least 100 cm long. Between the armor and long sword, Nathan felt very unprepared in his shirt and pants waving around his knife.

The two combatants took position on opposite sides of the pit. With the blare of a horn above, the two men rushed at each other, If Nathan had any chance he knew he would have to end it quickly. The Elf was fast but Nathan's cybernetic implants insured he was faster. As the Elf swung his intimidating sword down on him, Nathan quickly braced himself and parried the attack. His enhanced strength augmentation coupled with his titanium blade provided enough **** for his parry to shatter the elf's sword into pieces. The ranger was shocked and in his moment of hesitation Nathan was able to dig his knife into the Elf's throat. Blood poured out of the Elf's neck as his body hit the ground. Nathan stood victorious in silence as all those above were filled with astonishment and horror. Nathan looked toward the elders and asked "Next?"