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The young warrior pulled on his gauntlets and flexed his muscles, the line of sweat across his bare top half made him shine in the dim glow of the pit. Sharp six foot spike lined the walls sticking out, their red tips showing the blood of many of those unfortunate enough to be impaled on them. He looked around and released there was no way out of the pit, he had to first beat his opponent and then a winch would be lowered down to pull the victor out. He tied a red rag around his head to act as a sweat band and also tied back his shoulder length hair.

He watched from above as his opponent was dropped in and fell with a dull thud, he locked eyes with his opponent then sized him up; he was a few inches taller: about five foot nine, and had a wiry physique. A booming voice shouted the two fateful words.

"MORTAL KOMBAT!"

He paced towards his opponent, called Tyvail and blocked down as Tyvail went to kick his mid-section…but it was a diversion, he was rewarded for his sloppy defence with a heavy blow to the face. He stumbled back but regained his stance, he felt a warm metallic tasting liquid on his lips; he realised his nose was bleeding and watched in horror as his enemy affixed talon gauntlets to his wrist, he then pulled out his own weapon, the kerambit, he had two of them. They were claw-like razor sharp knives that wrapped around the fingers, similar to a knuckleduster and were deadly in the right hands.

He ducked as talons swooped over his head, he then slashed upwards and the small knives and blood drew diagonally across his opponents' chest. It was only a shallow wound and Tyvail continued to advance, he did a swooping kick and knocked Kejii off his feet. He then drove the talon through his hand and impaled it on the soft muddy floor, but Kejii dug his right hand kerambit in to Tyvail's eye and it sent a jet of blood across Kejii's face. As Tyvail backed off he pulled the talon out Kejii's hand, and Kejii groaned in pain. For some reason Tyvail was still standing, albeit off balance and stumbling. The small knife could not have penetrated deep enough, but Kejii leapt at the injured Tyvail and jumped into a flying kick. The kick pushed Tyvail onto the spikes and he screamed, blood dribbling down his chin, tears of blood streaming from his eyes. Kejii walked towards the squirming half-dead Tyvail and simultaneously drove both kerambit through his neck, and the screaming stopped, Tyvail's dead body hanging limp from the spike.

"KEJII WINS!" Boomed the voice, as the winch was lowered.

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