Round Two: Vermillion VanSol vs. Maril Mazmo

[Tzadkiel]

Vermillion goes first.

[Vermillion VanSol]

Vermillion pulled his cloak tighter against himself as he pushed open the doors leading into the stadium. The howling wind that announced the oncoming storm did little to help his feelings of apprehension at the next match he had. He knew that this round would be against a warrior. He knew very little about his opponent, but then again he had known little about his first one. What really made him nervous is that he had won his first match on a technicality of which he only vagualy knew the issues.

Stepping into the circle that designated his starting location in the arena, he turned to try to get a glimpse of his opponent in the dim light filtering through the dark clouds that were now forming overhead. Lightning crackled as Vermillion slipped off the glove on his left hand and placed it into his pocket. Drawing out his knife in his right hand, he muttered something under his breath.

"I hope this is over before it rains," he said outloud.

[Crimson]

After 3 days of inactivity by Maril, I declare Vermillion the winner!