The New Announcement
As the crowds still roared from the early rounds,
the arena holograms flared again —
this time flashing blood-red.
A booming voice echoed across Havoc's Bastion:
"New Exhibition Match!"
"4v4 Special Event!"
"A battle of legends in the making!"
Zaraya's eyes widened.
"Oh, this is gonna be good."
Jaxen groaned audibly, clutching his side.
"I'm still recovering from my brush with death."
"You'll be fine," Zaraya said cheerfully. "Probably."
The match-ups flashed on the big screen:
Team Dawnbreakers + Mysterious Mage:
Zaraya Starheart (Cosmic fist, wildcard legend)
Jaxen Rhane (Cyber rogue and pilot, now extremely nervous)
Plo (and Drex) (Teleporting genius and adorable chaos)
??? (Mysterious Female Elven Mage) (Unknown powers, unknown allegiance)
Opposing Team:
Ravix "The Red Wolf" (Rogue bounty hunter — brutal, fast, lethal)
Kyrras Vale (Black Circuit operative, tied to Jaxen's dark past)
General Hovrek Dorn (Veteran war general — Vaelcyn Dominion defector)
Marruk Stonefist (Tournament owner's personal bodyguard — massive cyborg enforcer)
Meet the Mysterious Mage
Just before the match,
a figure approached the Dawnbreakers' side gate:
Tall, lean, graceful.
Long silver hair braided intricately down her back.
Eyes like storm-lit moons — cold but burning with hidden fire.
Robes stitched with starmap sigils, silver runes coiling around her arms.
A faint aura of ancient magic cloaked her —
primordial, forgotten, dangerous.
She bowed lightly.
"I am Lyren Valeblossom," she said, her voice smooth but guarded.
"I have… personal reasons for joining this match.
Do not interfere with my target, and I will not interfere with yours."
Zaraya grinned immediately.
"I like her already."
Kaelen, watching from the food stands, raised one eyebrow.
Iselyra crossed her arms, studying Lyren carefully.
Plo, sitting atop Drex, scribbled rapid notes:
"Subject appears to be a rare surviving starborne elf subtype… fascinating."
The Opposing Team Emerges
Across the arena,
the enemy team assembled:
Ravix, twirling twin laser-blades, his crimson scarf fluttering.
Kyrras, a sleek black-armored assassin —
— cybernetic augments gleaming, one cold mechanical eye locking onto Jaxen.
Jaxen stiffened immediately.
"Oh no," he muttered.
"Friend of yours?" Zaraya asked.
"Ex-coworker.
Bad breakup.
Lots of guns involved," Jaxen said grimly.
General Hovrek Dorn, towering in battered power armor —
the aura of old wars radiating off him.
Marruk Stonefist, a cybernetic titan —
arms the size of Drex,
face half-metal, half-scar tissue —
pounding his fists together with thundering booms.
The crowd howled with anticipation.
The Match Begins
The holograms flashed:
"BEGIN."
And all hell broke loose
The New Announcement
As the crowds still roared from the early rounds,
the arena holograms flared again —
this time flashing blood-red.
A booming voice echoed across Havoc's Bastion:
"New Exhibition Match!"
"4v4 Special Event!"
"A battle of legends in the making!"
Zaraya's eyes widened.
"Oh, this is gonna be good."
Jaxen groaned audibly, clutching his side.
"I'm still recovering from my brush with death."
"You'll be fine," Zaraya said cheerfully. "Probably."
The match-ups flashed on the big screen:
Team Dawnbreakers + Mysterious Mage:
Zaraya Starheart (Cosmic fist, wildcard legend)
Jaxen Rhane (Cyber rogue and pilot, now extremely nervous)
Plo (and Drex) (Teleporting genius and adorable chaos)
??? (Mysterious Female Elven Mage) (Unknown powers, unknown allegiance)
Opposing Team:
Ravix "The Red Wolf" (Rogue bounty hunter — brutal, fast, lethal)
Kyrras Vale (Black Circuit operative, tied to Jaxen's dark past)
General Hovrek Dorn (Veteran war general — Vaelcyn Dominion defector)
Marruk Stonefist (Tournament owner's personal bodyguard — massive cyborg enforcer)
Meet the Mysterious Mage
Just before the match,
a figure approached the Dawnbreakers' side gate:
Tall, lean, graceful.
Long silver hair braided intricately down her back.
Eyes like storm-lit moons — cold but burning with hidden fire.
Robes stitched with starmap sigils, silver runes coiling around her arms.
A faint aura of ancient magic cloaked her —
primordial, forgotten, dangerous.
She bowed lightly.
"I am Lyren Valeblossom," she said, her voice smooth but guarded.
"I have… personal reasons for joining this match.
Do not interfere with my target, and I will not interfere with yours."
Zaraya grinned immediately.
"I like her already."
Kaelen, watching from the food stands, raised one eyebrow.
Iselyra crossed her arms, studying Lyren carefully.
Plo, sitting atop Drex, scribbled rapid notes:
"Subject appears to be a rare surviving starborne elf subtype… fascinating."
The Opposing Team Emerges
Across the arena,
the enemy team assembled:
Ravix, twirling twin laser-blades, his crimson scarf fluttering.
Kyrras, a sleek black-armored assassin —
— cybernetic augments gleaming, one cold mechanical eye locking onto Jaxen.
Jaxen stiffened immediately.
"Oh no," he muttered.
"Friend of yours?" Zaraya asked.
"Ex-coworker.
Bad breakup.
Lots of guns involved," Jaxen said grimly.
General Hovrek Dorn, towering in battered power armor —
the aura of old wars radiating off him.
Marruk Stonefist, a cybernetic titan —
arms the size of Drex,
face half-metal, half-scar tissue —
pounding his fists together with thundering booms.
The crowd howled with anticipation.
The Match Begins
The holograms flashed:
"BEGIN."
And all hell broke loose
The New Announcement
As the crowds still roared from the early rounds,
the arena holograms flared again —
this time flashing blood-red.
A booming voice echoed across Havoc's Bastion:
"New Exhibition Match!"
"4v4 Special Event!"
"A battle of legends in the making!"
Zaraya's eyes widened.
"Oh, this is gonna be good."
Jaxen groaned audibly, clutching his side.
"I'm still recovering from my brush with death."
"You'll be fine," Zaraya said cheerfully. "Probably."
The match-ups flashed on the big screen:
Team Dawnbreakers + Mysterious Mage:
Zaraya Starheart (Cosmic fist, wildcard legend)
Jaxen Rhane (Cyber rogue and pilot, now extremely nervous)
Plo (and Drex) (Teleporting genius and adorable chaos)
??? (Mysterious Female Elven Mage) (Unknown powers, unknown allegiance)
Opposing Team:
Ravix "The Red Wolf" (Rogue bounty hunter — brutal, fast, lethal)
Kyrras Vale (Black Circuit operative, tied to Jaxen's dark past)
General Hovrek Dorn (Veteran war general — Vaelcyn Dominion defector)
Marruk Stonefist (Tournament owner's personal bodyguard — massive cyborg enforcer)
Meet the Mysterious Mage
Just before the match,
a figure approached the Dawnbreakers' side gate:
Tall, lean, graceful.
Long silver hair braided intricately down her back.
Eyes like storm-lit moons — cold but burning with hidden fire.
Robes stitched with starmap sigils, silver runes coiling around her arms.
A faint aura of ancient magic cloaked her —
primordial, forgotten, dangerous.
She bowed lightly.
"I am Lyren Valeblossom," she said, her voice smooth but guarded.
"I have… personal reasons for joining this match.
Do not interfere with my target, and I will not interfere with yours."
Zaraya grinned immediately.
"I like her already."
Kaelen, watching from the food stands, raised one eyebrow.
Iselyra crossed her arms, studying Lyren carefully.
Plo, sitting atop Drex, scribbled rapid notes:
"Subject appears to be a rare surviving starborne elf subtype… fascinating."
The Opposing Team Emerges
Across the arena,
the enemy team assembled:
Ravix, twirling twin laser-blades, his crimson scarf fluttering.
Kyrras, a sleek black-armored assassin —
— cybernetic augments gleaming, one cold mechanical eye locking onto Jaxen.
Jaxen stiffened immediately.
"Oh no," he muttered.
"Friend of yours?" Zaraya asked.
"Ex-coworker.
Bad breakup.
Lots of guns involved," Jaxen said grimly.
General Hovrek Dorn, towering in battered power armor —
the aura of old wars radiating off him.
Marruk Stonefist, a cybernetic titan —
arms the size of Drex,
face half-metal, half-scar tissue —
pounding his fists together with thundering booms.
The crowd howled with anticipation.
The Match Begins
The holograms flashed:
"BEGIN."
And all hell broke loose