In The Heat of Battle

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He counted eight of them, all fighting one another to gain advantage of the next opponent. The area was large enough to keep them spread out. Kain analyzed the situation with caution, picking his targets carefully. His eyes dance over the field to spot a small boy channeling wind in his hands. A pair--male and female--clashing together like a tiger and a bear. Compared to the others, he was the overseer. Standing on the side lines above the crowd, he drew his composite bow and equipped his carbon tips. "Show time...", he uttered, then he leaped forward falling towards the stairs. Seconds before he crashed in the bleachers, he
teleported into the arena. On his landing he rolled forward and stopped on his right foot forward. Quickly he turned his bow to the side, drew three arrows and shot for the boy, the woman, and the man in one pull.
 
Watching people fighting all around him, he was beginning to develop some form of strategy to at least survive an encounter with them. His weapon still raised and wind intensely circling his hand, he could faintly hear the sound of an arrow being fired over the wind. Turning to the direction, he was immediately met with an arrow flying towards his face. Instinctively, he raised his hand to block the arrow from getting a lethal blow. The winds swirling around his hand slowed down the arrow drastically, and sent it flying off course towards his bicep on the other arm, right in a notch that had no armor protecting it. The slowed arrow penetrated his skin, but not by much sliding about 1 inch into his skin. Lowering his hand, he looked over to where the arrow came from and was shocked to find another unknown challenger, one he'd sworn was never there before. He began to run at the man, swinging his wind hand in arcs, sending lethal blasts of air at his opponent.