From the second the inaugural spectator stepped into the Arena of Existence, there had been murmurs echoing amidst the stone steps, but when Mel concluded his words, even they ceased moving. For ten seconds, silence fell over the grandstands—a silence so profound that one could hear the breathing of a bastard seated ten strides away.
"Begin!"
The second the referee issued the command, Dangoz mobilized; the cutting edge of his dagger, wreathed in green Wind Energy, doubled in dimension. Striking Mel's right leg first, his abdomen second, and his right arm third, he blurred behind him and carved a massive X-pattern across his broad back.
Flinching a step backward as if anticipating a retaliation from his adversary, the second Mel pivoted around, he left an afterimage in his wake and remanifested behind him once again. This time, he exploited the left flank, deploying the same assault maneuver he executed in his inaugural strike.
