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You slowly walk over to a sword and pick up the first one you manage to get in your hand. Maybe if you go out there someone will beat this stuff off you, or at the very least you may get to talk with someone and ask them to get it off of you.
"Lords and ladies! While we wait for great ruler Metal Knight to show up these two fine, chivalrous individuals shall duel for your entertainment! In this corner is a long time contender, the illustrious and beloved Jewel Knight! Fighting him will be this new entry into the tournament... the black knight."
The other guy gets a bunch of cheers and the ovation of the women in the audience. The men merely solemnly nod at him. He seems to be at least a respected duelist. Meanwhile most people seem to either not care about your presence or they are outright mocking you and your name. The worst part is that you can't even tell them that's not your name. Your opponent Jewel Knight stops bowing to the audience for a moment to address your presence.
"Ah. Black Knight? Really? You named yourself after a color? Is there really nothing more to your existence? Take me for example! The pretties and most bedazzling knight there is! A real jewel of the world! And you? What every four year old called himself. Have you no shame?"
"Hmph."
"No retort? No witty comeback? Do you think yourself better than me? Well do you?!"
Despite the referees warnings Jewel Knight assaults you and starts poking your plate with his rapier. His blows don't do much, they don't even move you which gives you ample time to think. The gears in your head creak and groan as they turn but finally you start coming up with an idea. What if? Fire!
Cranking up the heat inside you attempt to burn away the hardened cloud around you. It goes... poorly at first. The cloud melts just fine but as it starts to boil it reaches temperatures way above its boiling point. You guess there was something else in there that made the cloud harden in the first place and it's reacting with the water. Gritting your teeth you bear with it as it gets about ten times hotter than boiling water. Steam then starts escaping from the openings of your armor and the black metal slowly starts glowing. But with the released tension you can finally move your limbs and so you deliver a single swing.
With a loud groan you swing your dull borrowed sword and it leaves behind a trail of fire as it goes. The blade strikes Jewel Knights rapier, folding it like paper before going for his armor. With a loud thud he gets sent flying backwards. He hits a wooden beam and breaks through it. The audience just stares at this.
"L-Lords and ladies... it appears Black Knight won. After one swing!"
As your armor and sword continue steaming you groan.
"Ugh. Finally. It was getting stuffy in there."
