Ambriel took a few sturdy quick steps back to give the competitors space as their timer counted down. The tall blonde girl accompanying and participating in this asshole squad they could hopefully chase off without too much drama, eyed her up for a moment before giving her a mean sneer so wide it exposed her row of white teeth. However in return Ambriel simply gave a light snort and looked away, brushing her long hair back behind her ear in the process. Yeah no, I'm not going to stoop to your level. Bitch. The last part was slightly uncharacteristic of her and even caught herself by surprise, bringing a slight blush to her cheeks before she shook her head and set her eyes on the fight that was about to start.
10, 9, 8...
The large brute shifted his weight and drew his own weapon, a long thick sword that looked as much of a starter as theirs but was deadly large. It was surprising he was even holding the thing up with such ease. He gave Lucas a brod grin. Maybe this isn't a good idea... we don't want to be making enemies the first day of the game -even if we might not run into them again after this...
5, 4, 3...
The girl opposite from her smirked at Ambriel again, making her cross her arms and lean back. Its not that she didn't have confidence in her companion, he was strong... well ok, maybe that was it actually. She would certainly be rutting for him of course without a doubt, but it was hard to estimate who would win the fight... She hoped it wouldn't give these jerks more of a reason to smirk.
2, 1, 0...
The timer flashed and disappeared, and immediately Lucasus opponent charged forward slamming his weapon down for a brute cut with incredible strength -if not speed, definitely not speed- that was enough to make Ambriel flinch. Oh gosh... come on you can do this I know you can kick his ass...