The Final Round of the Arena of Death
The crowd was abuzz as the archmage serving as announcer walked out to the middle of the arena. With the flick of a wrist, a magical spell enveloped his head, causing his voice to boom. "Ladies and gentlement, lizards, and dwarfs, elves and humans. We bring to you, the final round of this tournament. Thirty two contestants from four different races hacked and slahed their way to this final round. Now I present to you - the two remaining fighters."
Pointing to the west gate entrance, he conitnued, "From the nation known as the Empire, hailing as the greatest country of men, is the mightiest Grand Templar alive. Rior the 2nd, champion of the Empire, champion over Ric Largeaxe, the now slayer lord!" With that Rior entered atop his barded hoarse, brandishing his very feared weapon. Boos enveloped the cheers by the humans - the home support of the Asur and the disdain of the dwarves quickly silence the human support."
"Hailing from our fair isle of Ulthuan, from the province of Caledor, High Prince Regulus Pendragon, swordmaster of the white tower." Regulus entered on no horse, but walked in with his mighty great sword resting on his shoulder. Cheers flooded the stadium as the high elves showed their support for their champion. The archmage raised his hand, "Begin on my mark." The stadium drew silent. As the mage dropped his arm, he turned ethereal and vanished from the arena. Rior charged in on his horse, and Regulus began to run at full speed. Tension increased with each passing inch, and finally Rior had overtaken Regulus. With a mighty assault the melee started. As Regulus paried the first move, the Sword of Fate that Rior wielded turned bright blue, and upon the next contact cleaved straight through Regulus sword. The mighty of the blow was so much that it continued on, piercing Regulus' Armor of the Gods and destroying it too. Regulus was wide eyed as Rior laughed, "Foolish Elf, the time of Man is now." And with that, he stabbed his blade over and over into Regulus, the wounds magically increasing in size after the hit. The mighty swordmaster collapsed to the ground.
As the Priestesses treated Regulus' wounds, Rior stood triumphant. Nothing could stop the cheers of the human onlookers now. The archmage who had introduced them reappeared from his ethereal state. It was no ordinary archmage, but Teclis. He turned to Rior, "It is great to see that the race of men can produce such warriors. It is that reason that I crown you Champion of the Conclave of Light. May you and your knights slay many of the foul chaos minions."
Prince Regulus was defeated by Rior the 2nd
Rior the Second is crowned champion of the Arena of Death