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There were whispers among the crowd as the latest contestants left the field with no other Knights coming to take their place. Those of the Dutonis Court, who were managing the crowd, felt further confusion as they heard the news from their respective Lord’s Heralds of the coming event. Some felt fear, others felt sheer joy knowing that this might be the greatest fight in their lives.
Within seconds the entire crowd was whipped up in a fury, which only got more and more insane as the contestants of the coming bout showed themselves onto the battlefield. Two legends in their own rights stood out into the combat zone with what looked to be weapons in hand. Any who saw it could see the respect they had for one another, even as they were so far from the fight. Somehow, no matter how far they were, the people of the Federation could see every minor detail that was being exchanged between them.
TalOS saw as his brother held a sword in hand. The weapon itself was blunted so that it could not make any slashes but TalOS knew the weapon would hurt whenever it made contact with him. In his own hands, a two handed axe reminiscent of the Omnissian Axe that signified his honored status.
As the two met once again among a courtier of Astartes and Acillians, they spoke.
“Do you really find it wise to not wear armor today, Russ?” TalOS asked his brother in less a jest and more real concern, “I wear mine, if course.”
“Ha, I don’t need it today.” Laughed the Wolf-King as he strained his figure, “Anyways, I wanted to see how much better you made yourself. Most of your fighting strength after all is in your noggin, not your muscles.”
“I am honored for you to recognize such a thing.” TalOS answered back with a curtious bow, “Ah, the Kings arrive.”
From both sides of the Primarchs were men mounted on what were mostly mechanical horses. The two having their own guards dismounted while they continued vigil. The two looked at one another sharply before the King of House Borgius spoke:
“We are honored today to have two Kings fight. We will fight three batches, each of which the winner is decided by whoever touches the ground. As are the ways of the Knights, while one may punch or swing their swords, neither shall pierce or grapple. If after three minutes a round had not ended; a tie shall be declared and scores assigned. Whoever has the most score, or is the lone standing individual, shall be the winner. Am I understood?”
To that both Leman Russ and TalOS gave their affirmations.
“Good, begin.”
>>I need three rolls, each one from a unique individual. Once they are all rolled, I will roll three as well as the rules for calculation.
>Try and use the armor to defend against the attacks for a deep, calculated strike.
>Use the length of the weapon to try and keep him away, like a polearm.
>Go right in there and show him the six arm special.
