"Friend calm down. Zhis trash isn't worth your time I'll take this one." Kenneth said before flashing a devilish smile and turning to the man. "So fine sir do you really want to threaten my friend here?"
"Fuck you if you want to protect a filthy animal. You're outnumbered you fucking idiot." The man and his friends got up and drew knives with full intent of killing Asura and Kenneth. "Now now. Don't act tough." Kenneth slowly opened his wine-red trench coat revealing that the interior of it held a multitude of jagged knifes that could tear and flay flesh from the bone with ease. "If you take vone more step I'll just have to make it so you don't have enough muscles to move anymore." Kenneth said taking four knives, one between each of his fingers. Kenneth then threw two of the knives landing around about 6 inches into the man who started the fight's shoulders. The man instantly locked up and fell to the floor. By the time Kenneth had finished with the drunk on the floor one of the men threw a broken bottle at Asura and it had left a cut across his cheek. It a rage Asura had grabbed both of the other men by the throats and choke slammed them into the table. He then dragged them off the table and across the floor to the door before throwing them outside on to the cold and wet muddy ground. "So what are the knives coated in?" Asura asked. "Nothing more zhan you average Threader saliva." Kenneth answered back. Threaders are forest predators that are covered in a thick green and white marked carapace armor. They don't have feet but instead have scythe like hands that have small sawblade like spikes that can cut into flesh. They hide in the thick fae treetops and ambush their prey by falling on top of them and bite them and injecting venom that acts as a severe paralysis allowing the Threader to eat their prey while it is still alive.
"That's actually a genius concept for a weapon." Asura complimented Kenneth. "Yes and if for some reason if they are able to withstand the poison, I'll take out their legs." Kenneth said showing off a slightly sadist side of himself. Asura picked up the paralyzed drunk and started to drag him towards the door and "accidently" rammed him into the doorframe rather hard. "Sorry about that mate." Asura said sarcastically. All the man could answer back was a muffled attempt at insulting Asura but he couldn't move at all.
"Zo, it's not every day you get to take out a few Faunus racist bastards. Still even if you were one it wouldn't change zhe opinion I have about you my friend." Kenneth said putting a hand on Asura armored shoulder. "Anyway I got to turn in for zhe night. If you ever need anything my friend." Kenneth continued speaking and placed a glowing sun pendant in Asura's hand. "Just whisper praise the sun and, if possible, I shall make haste to your location." Kenneth then out of the tavern and roughly stepped "over" the unconscious bodies of the men and disappeared in to the cold night.
Asura went outside and took the wallets out of the men's pockets and went back to pay his tab. "No need for that sonny. Since you were so kind as to take care of that wee little problem. The least I can do is let you and your friend have those rounds for free." Asura was surprised and thanked the barkeep before leaving a 20-coin tip. Asura walked for a few minutes until he came across the portcullis that served as the entrance to the obsidian colosseum. "Ser Asura we've been expecting you." The guards said giving a gesture of greeting. "Is that so? Whom of which do I owe the pleasure?" Asura said even though he had a rather good idea as to who mentioned him. "A few people ser. A group of three, Red, blue, and white mentioned that they would be expecting you. Also a man of a red trench coat said." we should expect you. We couldn't just simply forget someone who is known to have helped the grand city of Hearth in the past." The guard said not breaking his strong pose. "Well I thank you guard for regarding me so highly. Please continue with your duties." Asura said as giving a deep bow of respect.
Asura walked up the staircase, passing the previous spectators that decided that it was time to leave, that lead up to the spectator seats. It didn't take him long to find Priscilla and the others, especially when she yelled his name and jumped up and down waving her arms. Asura chuckled at the childish nature of when she tried to get his attention. "So what did I miss?" Asura said while sitting down. "Wow no hello or kiss? Jeez a little cold." Priscilla said sadly but she then got worried when she saw the cut on Asuras cheek. "What happened here?" Priscilla said while grabbing Asura's face. "Nothing just some assholes at the tavern." He replied. "Please don't tell me you fucked up our chances of sleeping there for the duration of the festival." Athena said wanting a legitimate answer. "Which answer ends with me not getting slapped." Asura said jokingly.
Asura and the others watched the prep. Asura had convinced Priscilla to let him fight in the arena tomorrow. After a little bit Priscilla had fallen asleep with her head on Asura's shoulders. Carrying her bridal style, Asura brought her back to the tavern and they all went upstairs to their room and placed her on the bed while Athena and Conrad occupied the other two beds. Asura sat down in the corner of the room and closed his heavy eyelids and was swept off to his dreams. Asura woke up before everyone and drowsily went to the colosseum to sign into the roster.
He returned to the tavern and as soon as he walked through the door he saw Conrad asking the barkeep if he saw Asura leave. Asura picked up a stray bottle cap and threw it at Conrad hitting him in the back of the head. "OI! Who the fuck!?" Conrad yelled while spinning around quickly. "You really do have a hair trigger man." Asura said with a smile. "Priscilla wants to see you." Conrad said pissed off and then walked away and passed him out the door. Asura went upstairs and was ambushed by a surprise hug by Priscilla. "Next time you want a hug just ask snowflake." "Next time you want to leave without telling me. Don't." Priscilla said hugging tighter. "Touché." Asura said while prying Priscilla's arms apart so he could turn around and give her a real hug. "I just went to go sign in. You are gonna cheer me on right?" Asura asked smiling. "Only if don't kill anyone." "Jeez you can be such an ice queen." Asura said.
*Conveniently place time skip*
The arena was roaring with anticipation. Spectators stomped their feet making the ground rumble in unison. Banners flew majestically in the wind as the sound of trumpets signaled for the spectators to quiet. Asura didn't feel comfortable with leaving his new sword in the room with the risk of having it hitched so he had Athena hold onto it.