Rio: The Arena Tournament
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"Round 1! Fight!"
Upon hearing the bell, the fight begun. Rico placed himself into a combat position, carefully eyeing his opponent. Carlos was a big guy, no doubt he could withstand some attacks. Still, he could just as easily be knocked down with enough force. For now, Rico simply circled his opponent while Carlos stood in his spot.
"Round 1 begins. Our opponents appear to be studying each other's statics." Porcupine Game Announcer stated.
"Carlos has a clear advantage with his size," Tapir Game Announcer added. "Rico the hawk is certainly going to have a fight on his hands."
The crowd cheered for both opponents depending on who they were supporting. Rico prepared to attack while Carlos had not yet moved. Finally, Rico lunged and curled his wing into a fist. He threw his fist directly into Carlos chest. This had no effect at all. Everyone was simply shocked that Carlos would tolerate such as punch.
Rico's eyes shot open and his head boiled like steam. He begun to scream as he clutched his injured wing.
Carlos took advantage of this, without another word he lifted his giant wing and back slapped Rico hard. His strength was so strong that he easily knocked the hawk out of the ring and overall, out of the match.
"Ohhhh!" Tapir Game Announcer had to cover his eyes.
"And Rico the hawk is out, ladies and gentlemen!" Porcupine Game Announcer, jumping with enthusiasm.
The blue macaw team were certainly feeling doubtful now that their first fighter was out so soon. Eduardo could only watch in shock as two white macaws carried the injured hawk out of the arena.
The coach leaped out from his position and announced: "Carlos is the winner of round 1!"
Eduardo was certainly not happy needless to say. He did not hesitate to point a judging wingtip towards Blu. "Unacceptable! You promised me that these birds were the best of the best!"
Blu shuffled back when shouted at. "Sir, relax! It's not over yet. Rico just got a little over confident. I promise that we can still do this so long as we keep together."
Eduardo was hesitant to believe him. Still, after Blu had saved them from the loggers, he owed it to at least try and take his word for it. He calmed himself and crossed his wings. "Very well. Now prepare yourself for you could be next."
Blu gulped.
The coach returned to the centre of the arena where Carlos was waving to the ring in victory. "Next up for round 2 we have…. Armando VS Carlos!"
The Lear macaw leaped up from his bench and begun to step into the ring. The blue macaw team were now silently praying that they did not lose their second player already.
Armando and Carlos met halfway between the ring, staring one another down. One was determined not to make the same mistakes his partner did while the other was eager to knock another player out of the match.
"Armando, Carlos, you both know the rules." The coach informed the two. After a nod of confirmation, he leaped back out of the ring. "Round 2! Fight!"
"Round 2 has begun and so far, it may seem that the blue macaw team are going to be out of fighters." Tapir Game Announcer narrated.
"Carlos is one durable bird, getting him to give up will not be an easy." Porcupine Game Announcer stated.
Eduardo was nervous. More nervous than he had been in a long time. Usually they had at least knocked out two opponents before they lost one of their own. He begun to nibble his wingtips nervously.
Armando carefully studied Carlos, determined not to make the same mistake his teammate had. "You're going down, big boy."
Carlos chuckled to that remark. "Whenever you're ready, shorty."
Armando glared and with switch speed, he lunged forward and punched Carlos in his lower torso to try and wind him. His attack failed. In desperation, Armando begun to deliver a fury of attacks against Carlos in different parts of his body but his attacks did not appear to harm him at all.
"This is incredible! Contestant Carlos is not taking any damage whatsoever!" Tapir Game Announcer yelled.
Armando ceased his punches after they were proven in effective. He stepped back and turned towards his teammates for advice: "Guys! Any ideas?"
"Don't bother hitting him with your fists," Eduardo advised. "Use your head a little!"
Armando nodded. "Right."
Misinterpreting Eduardo's advice, Armando lunged forward and headbutted Carlos in his chest. This not only failed but injured Armando more than it did Carlos.
Armando stumbled, holding his wings against his dazed head.
Eduardo sighed and slapped his wing against his head. "That's not what I meant!"
Carlos chuckled in amusement. "Foolish bird."
"Carlos!"
The large macaw turned towards his teammates where Felipe had called him. His coach yelled out: "Stop toying with your opponents before it costs you! Knock him out now!"
Carlos preferred to mess with each of his enemies a lot longer but still, this did not bother him. He still had another three fighters to battle against if he won this one.
Carlos raised his wing to attack but stopped when he noted Armando ducking down. This left him confused. That was until he felt Armando grabbing onto his talon. "What are y-WHOA!"
Taking Eduardo's advice more clearly, Armando decided to use Carlos' size against him. While Carlos had been distracted, Armando had grabbed onto his talon and with some struggle, he flipped the large macaw down onto his back.
Armando chuckled and dusted his wings. "I had the feeling you would fall over easy enough. Now, let's get you out of here."
Armando stood at the end of Carlos and grabbed both of his talons within his wings. It took him to use a lot of strength, but eventually and slowly, he begun to pull Carlos towards the end of the ring.
"Contestant Armando has knocked down Carlos and now he appears to be pulling him towards the end of the arena!" Porcupine Game Announcer jumped with joy.
"Let me go! Let me go!" Carlos demanded and struggled to free himself.
Armando ignored his demands and continued pulling him through the arena. It was putting strain on his wings but nothing was going to stop him.
It took some time but he dragged Carlos to the end of the ring and finally released him.
Enraged, Carlos leaped to his feet and threw his giant wing towards the smaller macaw. Armando caught his giant wing within both of his own.
"Carlos, what are you doing!?" Felipe shouted, causing the other fighters on their team (except for Anton) to jump.
Armando didn't know how he did it but he pulled Carlos over his shoulder and out of the ring. The giant bird landed flat down onto his stomach, out of bounds.
"Oh!" Tapir Game Announcer yelled.
"Unbelievable! Carlos is out!"
The coach stood by Armando and raised his wing. "Armando is the winner of round 2!"
Cheers erupted from half the crowd. Eduardo was certainly relieved to see that there may be a chance after all for their team.
Felipe leaped up from his bench, placing both of his wings against his head and shouted: "No!"
Armando begun to take some bows followed by waves.
"It looks like both teams have now lost a contestant each!" Tapir Game Announcer stated.
"Team blue macaw may have a chance after all!" Porcupine Game Announcer agreed.
"Yes, he did it!" Blu whopped and placed one wing over Mac, who was still shaking with some fear.
Feeling Blu's wing had caused him to shuffles but Blu offered the young bird a smile to assure him that everything would be fine. Mac smiled too, though this did not ease his worries.
The coach returned the centre of the arena the next set of cards. He read them out loud once the crowd settled: "And now for round 3 we have…Armando VS Simon!"