Outcast

Valoris watches as Rell, and Delior square off against each other.

"I think Delior has the advantage unless Rell has some long-range attacks she will lose this fight."

"Begin"

As Delior takes to the sky, Rell hisses and opens her mouth and blood-red poison shoots out just grazing one of Delior's wings. Feeling her wing begin to stiffen up and throb with pain. She knows she will have to finish this quick if she wants to beat Rell.

Shrieking she shoots out 3 balls of fire at Rell before condensing 3 more. Rell narrowly dodges them getting slight injuries in the process. She then spits more poison at Delior but misses completely.

Delior clearly struggling sends the balls of fire at Rell before falling to the ground. Rell manages to dodge one of the fireballs but is hit by the other two. The crowd waits in suspense as who will recover first, Suddenly Rell stands up and rushes Delior, her gait awkward and hindered by her injuries.

"I concede!" yells Delior not wanting to gain more injuries

"Winner Rell by poison"

Valoris then turns back to healing and converting more dragon blood. Several matches occur with Valoris called to fight against a small water snake that concedes before the fight starts.

As he crawls back to his spot, he sees Marsall laying there. sitting next to him he asks

"You heal up okay?"

" Better than actually! I had several small hidden injuries that limited my potential. But since I was injured during the matches the Blood Matches Organization provides all healing medicine for them, the stuff they gave me healed my old injuries as well!" Marsall answers visibly excited.

"That's great! anyways that was a good fight, we should do that again sometime. After this, I think I'm gonna follow some advice and go on a trip exploring the Unclaimed Forest. Maybe visit the Dragon Peaks, anyways when I get back we should have another spar to see how each other has improved."

" The Unclaimed Forest? why would you want to go to a place that's filled with deranged beasts hostile to everything? They dont form tribes or clans or anything, they just attack everyone they meet. Dragons Peak I get, that's where all the dragon clans live." asked Marsall curious

" I was beginning to forget that while having a tribe to rely on is nice, at the end of the day if you want to become strong you can only rely on yourself. So I'm going into a place where I can only rely on myself. Plus we dont know for sure that there isn't a tribe or clan living in there we haven't met yet."

The two continue to converse for a few more matches talking about their future plans when they hear.

" Tarn vs Valoris"

" Hey, be careful"

" Dont worry, I know."

As he crawls into the arena, Tarn is already there clearly impatient for the match to begin.

"Ready? Begin!"

"Die!" yells Tarn as his fur turns metallic, the fur covering his forearm seems to melt. Moving down to his hand and forming into a blade covering his hand before thrusting it at Valoris.

"Submit!" Hisses Valoris activating Draconic Might, and swinging his tail to knock the blade away. It forces Tarn down on one knee before he glares at Valoris and roars before charging again.

Valoris takes a deep breath and roars. It seems to shake the air in front of him before sending a thunder wave that hits Tarn head-on and knocks him on his back seemingly unconscious.

"Winner Valoris by Thunder wave"

After being announced the winner Valoris heads off the stage turning his back towards Tarn.

Suddenly Tarn jumps up and silently attacks the back of Valoris's head. His intention is clear, he intends to kill Valoris no matter the consequences!

" Uncle Tremon, Here is where I start my revenge for you! " He thinks just as he is about to hit Valoris who seems to be unaware of Tarn behind him.

Suddenly a wind blade shoots out and hits Tarn. Staggering Tarn checks his body for cuts and finds none, about to taunt Valoris for being so weak he falls down. His head rolling away from a clean cut at the neck.

Looking back Valoris says just one word before crawling away.

" Trash"

Silence once again falls on the Arena, The official is shocked. He had been about to intervene when Valoris sent the wind blade that killed Tarn.

" Due to the events that just occurred the rest of the matches are postponed until tomorrow as a ruling needs to be made"

As the contestants start to head back to their quarters. An angry voice shouts from the crowd.

" Crimson Flame Tribe! This is not the end, we will drag you with us to death!"

Arriving back at his quarters, Valoris begins his daily set of " Demons Enduring Determination" when the jaguar from the Hunt arrives.

" Kid, you really did it this time. hahaha come on some elders want to talk to you"

"I figured as much"

They walk towards an ancient grove of trees. Inside the grove are ten old beasts. At the center sits Emperor Cernunnos. To his right is the old Chamrosh that kept laughing during his matches.

"Contestant Valoris, you are here to answer questions we have to help shed light on the events that transpired during your match with contestant Tarn which resulted in his death. Please answer honestly as we will know when you lie." Says Emperor Cernunnos before nodding at Elder Chamrosh.

" Are you aware of any enmity that would make contestant Tarn violate the rules of the Blood matches to kill you?" asked the elder.

" Yes, my master Lord Mezal of the Crimson Flame Tribe killed contestant Tarn's uncle Tremon several months ago. Also, he learned I was there that day when Tremon was killed

" I see, did you know beforehand that Tarn would sneak attack you?"

"...I had suspicions, they were confirmed when he was knocked out so easily"

" Why did you not inform the office when you knew?"

"Because I didn't want to leave an enemy that clearly had intentions to kill me and was willing to use underhanded methods alive," answered Valoris unashamed.

" Bah! let's get on with the voting. It's clear this murderous little kobold won't repent his sins." says an old steelbacked gorilla king, his white fur as sharp as knives.

" Very well, all those in favor of banishing Valoris from the Blood Matches henceforth?"

4 forelimbs raise in the air as Valoris can feel their murderous gazes on him.

" And all those in favor of ruling it as self-defense?"

6 forelimbs raise in the air, Valoris surprised by the proceedings is relieved that it was ruled in his favor.

" Very good. Now young dragon I was just informed that miss Rell will be unable to fight you as she still has not recovered from her fights. This puts you in first place and champion of this year's recruits. There are several rewards that come with that so please follow me"