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paramir
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hey, I would've fought for third place if you asked.
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Ljube
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Belgrade
May 2003
time: 06:24
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Finals, round 2
The fight was quite uneventful. The crowd, Emperor Commodus, his sister and his cronies were bored to death. To pass the time, Emperor Commodus told them a story about one of his earliest fights.
“Yes, it was when I was very young, barely 18. It was shortly before my father’s death. He and I were campaigning against the savage Germanic tribes in the woodlands of Upper Germannia. We were victorious in one of the battles and my father and I were inspecting the battlefield shortly after the battle when one of the Germanic chieftains who had pretended to be dead, jumped my father and attacked him with his axe. I reacted quickly and sooner than he could strike my defenceless old father I blocked his axe with my sword. We engaged in a mortal combat, not fake combat like this one.”
The Emperor looked at the two gladiators in the arena. They still weren’t any closer to exchanging a single strike.
“Well, since we can’t expect anything to happen in the arena I should better finish my story. Anyway, the barbarian chieftain was stronger than me, but I was smarter. My blocking his axe and preventing him from hitting my father enraged him. He struck me in my face with his left arm and I fell on the ground. I acted as if he’d knocked me out. Then he drew back his right arm holding the axe to strike me. At that moment I raised my sword and plunged it into his belly. He fell over me, and I had to stab him with my dagger a couple of times before he finally died. That was my first victory in man to man combat.”
“I don’t know what is more boring, this fight or my brother’s story”, Commodus’s sister Lucilla whispered to Pertinax.
“Soon, we won’t be listening to such stories any more. All is set for a grand slam”, Pertinax replied also whispering.
“Has the date been set”, Lucilla asked.
“Not yet, but soon. January at the latest”, Pertinax said to her and then he stood up and applauded: “Bravo Imperator! The combat you described is not only proof of your abilities but also of your wit!”
The other Emperor’s companions also started to praise him for his performance in that and other fights and for his good looks. Emperor Commodus was so consumed with this suck-up routine that he didn’t even see the first blow of the combat that landed home.
Using weapon block, Kassiopeia successfully deflected two swift DrSpike’s attacks and then counterattacked with both weapons slashing DrSpike’s chest for 20 points of damage.
DrSpike – Kassiopeia
Round 1: No damage.
Round 2: No damage.
Round 3: DrSpike takes 20 points of damage.
DrSpike at 100
Kassiopeia at 120
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