Mandalore vs ?

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

*Mandalore walked into the arena, his armour not donned simply because he was not used to it. And he didnt want the publicity. He sat in the arena circle, digging his hands into the soft dirt, waiting for his opponent.*

[Zaraki/Renji]

Orange entered the arena, his blade over his shoulder. He raised a hand in greeting, and then got ready.

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

"Start when your ready...I think Imma lay here for a while..."

*He said, rolling over...trying to tempt the man to attack. Or at least send the message that he wasnt afraid of him and his big ol' sword...*

[Zaraki/Renji]

"Pretty laid-back, eh? Well, it is my first time in the duel ring, and it's been a long time since I fought alone, so I suppose I could go first."

Then he began to slowly come closer, hoping he wouldn't realize it thanks to his inattentiveness.

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

*He continued to act asleep, but his other sense were completely aware of what he was doing. Training since birth will do that to ya.*

[Zaraki/Renji]

He was getting closer and closer. He was close. He charged, doing a fast slash downwards, Making sure the blade was at the hardest angle to dodge. Meanwhile, in the crowds, Zaraki muttered under his breath; how foolish. Renji watched the battle with great interest, wondering what Orange's plan was, if he had any. Matt sighed, and began calculating.

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

*When the rush of air from the sweeping blow hit, a cloud of dust was blown around...blinding both of them. But as the dust settled it was seen that Darius was holding the edge of the blade, his palms smashed agains thte side, blood dripping down to the dirt.*

[Zaraki/Renji]

Matt sighed, it was doubtful that Orange would win. It was possible. Renji, having less combat experience, was shocked. Zaraki smiled.

Orange pushed forward, now trying to stab through to his chest, using the blood in his hand as a lubricate to make it slide easier. He forced himself forward. He was different from the spectators, because he only thought of how to win.

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

*The hold was tight, and his hands burened, but he did have options. He then tried a sweeping kick from the ground, still holding the blade away, and trying to trip him up.*

[Zaraki/Renji]

He tried to jump it, but failed, failing to the ground, but he kept a firm grip on the blade. He twisted his foot slightly, and turned, and jumped to use his blade as leverage, attacking his stomach with an elbow as hard as he could.

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

*He placed his hands to block it, but the blow easily knocked them away. Then his fleshy elbow hit the hard, actually impossibly hard, durasteel of Mandalore's armour. It was incredible, that blow alone could do a lot of damage to him....*

[Zaraki/Renji]

A loud crack was heard through out the stadium. Orange winced, and rolled away. There was no way he could defeat this guy without his weapon. Good thing when Mandalore had tried to block the elbow, he had released his blade. He got back into a ready position, and waited.

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

*Mandalore then got up, this guy was too good to take lightly and he wasn't about to underestimate him. He made a motion for Orange to attack him, not wanting to make the first move.*

[Zaraki/Renji]

Orange frowned slightly. He had no intention of attacking when the person he was up against could stop anything thrown at him. Or at least when it came to what Orange could do. So, he began to rotate his elbow, getting the circulation going. It wasn't a terrible injury, and he would be able to fight with it. It felt like something had cracked but it was like cracking your fingers too much. It eventually started to hurt, and the more you did it, the more it hurt. It had just jumped to the hurt part.

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

*Seeing the man was tending to his wounds, Darius took off his helmet, air escaping it as it unlatched. He sighed and instantly began running. As he came within arm length of Orange, he used his helmet, which was still in his hand, to bash at the man's head.*