Role-Play- The Arena of Akrotiri.

[D00T]

Three of the men look around, their eyes wide with fear, while the other two simply closed their eyes, their body become steel, and they transformed into haunted suits of armor, the bigger one easily swinging a poleaxe in one hand and a sword in the other, while the smaller one nocks and arrow on his bow, the arrow soon started to glow

[Meliva]

Emily shakes her head, while the other cloaked figures wave at the priest with friendly smiles, though Veera just smirks.

Honestly, I don't think so. We all noticed something was happening down below the arena, but in hindsight Veera was a poor choice to send down to handle it.

One of the women cloaked figure just nods and says angrily.

I told you we should have sent Ton, he wouldn't have done something like this.

Ton just says rather worriedly.

I wouldn't want to trouble Veera.

Veera just rolls her eyes before replying.

Look, Jack and his buddies will take care of those intruders, I get to see a good fight, its win-win.

Veera snaps her fingers as she shouts for a nearby guard. She points to the priest and the guard approaches him. He says in a polite voice as he nods to the priest.

Sorry father, but this is a private booth, so I got to ask you to leave.

Veera looks on somewhat intrigued by their magic. She whispers to the others.

Oooh. That's neat.

Carl simply laughs as he rushes the bigger one, quickly wrestling the poleaxe out of his hand before using it to break the bow of the other. Brian follows suit as he confronts the bigger one, using his mace to knock off the helmet.

[D00T]

Nothing was below the helmet, it easily flies back to him, and the poleaxe flies out of Carl’s hand, into the armor’s. The smaller one simply moves his hand in motion, before a bow of pure magic appears. The bigger one grabs Brian by the legs, and slams him into the ground, the smaller one draws four arrows, before loosing them, pinning Carl to the ground

[Meliva]

How does the poleaxe return to him if Carl is holding on to it?

[D00T]

Imagine it like Thor’s hammer, lemme add some details

[Meliva]

A few of the cloaked figures look a tad upset, One of the females gets up steps past the guard and nods to the priest.

Listen, I'm gonna have Ton drop that barrier, to let you in, since I think they might need some help, and we are under orders not to cause too much of a ruckus. But of course Veera didn't give a damn. God, nothing ever works out with her.

Veera just flips the woman off as she glares back. She prods Ton who nods and opens up the barrier, though he stands ready close it in case they try to flee.

Brian gets up and frees Carl and the 2 ready for more fighting, Brian keeping his shield up to block any arrows.

[Jack Teach]

Jack reloads a pistol and fires it at one of the suits of armor. It bounces off.

Damn!

He pulls ot his sword and hacks off one of their arms, the sword cleaving through it like butter. Back in the box, the priest nods.

Whenever your ready.

He touches the hilt of his smallsword.

[Meliva]

Ton just drops the barrier, while another figure teleports the priest into the arena. Ton brings the barrier back up, and Dow quickly enchants the announcer again who speaks.

And we got a surprise contestant, here to help even the odds.

Veera simply looks on in interest as the fight goes on. Though the other figures almost all look upset with her.

[D00T]

The armor’s arm flies back in, this time it seems to be healed by a white energy. The suits seems to be more interested in the arena than the fight, they seem to be waiting for something

[Jack Teach]

The priest steps in the arena. He begins to chant, the suits of armor are thrown backwards, his low voice sounding much louder than it should, rising above the crowd. The suits of armor are unable to move.