Section 4

  Part IV The town of Levies da tru

  A few hours later, I awoke tired of being in my mind. I lay there on one of the three beds that the room was equipped with. About 30 minutes later, I heard a rustling coming from Sopheia's bed and looked over at her, sitting up and standing and walking to the door. Her barely audible footsteps resounded as she walked through the hall and down the stairs. When Sopheia returned a minute later, I was reading through my journal as she walked in, and we chatted before returning to bed.

  The next morning, we all emerged from our rooms, had breakfast, and set out after thanking the Inn Master for her service. Together, we all walked through the Inn door with Phantom leading the way. We followed the traffic of the townspeople and, on the way, reunited with Rebekah before we got to where all the other townspeople bunched up. "Hello again, Phantom, Draxson, and Sopheia. Are you ready for the tournament today?" greeted Rebekah cheerfully. "Is that what all this bustle is?" Phantom asked, looking around and watching yet a few dozen more townspeople congregating at the center of town. "Yes, that's what this all is. I complained that the mayor of this town is a fighting fiend, but the other townspeople love to attend all the fights he holds. It always adds excitement to the town," said Rebekah before looking around and then speaking again with an excited voice. "Hurry, let's go and get you all signed up for the preliminary qualifiers before the main 16 competitor bracket fight."Rebekah said, pulling Sopheia along with her and us following behind her.

  Rebekah led us through a convolution of people. When we made it out, I saw three platforms. In the center and most prominent of the three, several people stood side by side, 2 well-dressed, 2 well armoured, . The man in the fine attire spoke up, waving his hands to draw attention to himself. "Everyone, I want to thank you for all attending this year's tournament. We are excited to find another winner of the unique award we have set aside for this year," said the man in a loud and clear voice. He didn't look very old, but his voice sounded mature, probably meaning he was of a higher vitality race. I didn't see any pointy ears, the telltale of elves, or any beast kin fur. He wasn't short so that he might have been half of one race or the others or an effect of his magic. Everyone who was at five tables before the main stages looked up from their papers at the speaking man. "For anyone new here, I'm Halpalin Cheir, and I'm the mayor of this town. To my right is my lovely wife, Shelltri, who will explain and monitor half of the two fights we'll have at the same time throughout the competition. She will also explain the rules to you all for the preliminary qualifying matches to lower the competition to 16 fighters. Anyone who doesn't make it through the qualifiers can try tomorrow in the battle royal for secondary and tertiary rewards for the winners. My wife will explain the rules in a few minutes so you can all finish signing up. Everyone else who's signed up already gathers around to hear the rules and structure of the tournament in a few minutes. Please and thank you all once again for participating and coming to watch," said Mayor Halplin, speaking over the people.

  Sopheia, Phantom, and I signed up and gathered around Mistress Shelltri to hear the rules after Phantom's brothers finished signing up. The sign-up papers were simple: They asked about spells and special powers, name, age, gender, and race. Phantom and her brothers said they were beast kin, which seemed to be enough for the attendant helping the attendees fill out the papers.

  We all stood gathered around the stage, awaiting instructions. A minute later, it was announced that the signing-up was complete. The stages were about 8 meters apart and 9 meters by 9 meters, except the middle stage, which measured 14 by 14 meters.

  Mistress Shelltri finally gave her address to the competitors. "Thank ye all for attending our tournament. We have an exciting event planned out for you all today and a very special reward for the winner. I will now go over the rules," said Mistress Shelltri, taking a breath before speaking again. "The rules are as follows, all competitors. You all will compete in two versus two battles until there are only 16 of you left. Any remaining fighters will engage in a 1v1 with one random qualifier to fight for a spot in the main tournament." She took another breath between sentences. "When we come down to the last fight of the qualifiers, the rules for the main event will be outlined, and the rules of the battle royal will be announced. Everyone who did or didn't qualify will be addressed and thanked for coming, with an invitation to compete in the next event tomorrow or later this year, and you're all encouraged to watch the main event of the day and enjoy a meal before and after the fight before you, our esteemed travelers, resign for the night." The event will commence in 3 minutes; please see the attendants in front of my platform for your match-ups," stated Shelltri as the attendants began holding out papers for the competitors that went up to them and grabbed a small card that decided their lineup. As people lined up and took their cards, Shelltri spoke further, clarifying the qualifiers. Each of your cards will have a number and letter on opposite sides. The number or letter on the left is your identifier symbol, and the symbol on the right side of the card identifies who you will be fighting first. Please find your corresponding opponent and gather in a line at either of the two stages or be among the last ones to receive their lineup card. After the winners are determined, they will participate in fights on this stage," finished Shelltri as the last of us took a card. I was reading my card and standing with the rest of my group before we separated to different stages to find our opponents.

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  My card stated that I was contender B, and my opponent was #17. I went to the center stage since I was one of the last 10 to get a card and called out for number 17 as I walked between the people passing between the left and right stages. Upon calling out number 17 again, I ran into a human male calling, “Opponent B." We locked eyes and approached, showing each other our cards before the human stopped before me and spoke. "Hi, I'm Reiz Jazef. Nice to meet you," said my opponent-to-be as he stretched out his hand to shake mine. I stretched out my hand and firmly clasped his hand, shaking it as I gave my introduction. "Hi there, nice to meet you, Reiz Jazef. I’m Draxson ChaosWing." A look of confusion crossed Reiz's face that turned into intrigue and fascination. "That's an interesting name. What are your parents? If you don't mind me asking?" Reiz asked, shaking my hand one last time before taking his hand back. I thought about how I should answer his question for a moment before I decided to respond with my telepathy to avoid startling the other contestants. "I am a half-Friel and half-Dragon mix. My mother is a Friel Doctor up in the northwest; her name is Solina Silverwing, and my dad is Draganarther Chaosflames, and he is the most honorable of his Dragon clan. My mother and father combined their last name and gave it to us; my full name is Draxson Chaoswings of Silver Flames, but Draxson works fine with me. Please don't panic; I'm talking with you using my Freil people's telepathy."

  Reiz looked at me, confused for a second, and then spoke again. “Yeah, it’s alright. I got what you’re saying; I’m not going to panic. I just find it strange that you’re from both a nature-based elf race and a notorious race for destruction on the other side of your heritage.” “Family reunions and other events must be difficult, I would imagine,” commented Reiz before I responded with an explanation. “It’s actually not that hard; my Dragon family members can change their form to look like humans, except they have horns, claws, tails, and wings, but for the most part, they look like humans. The only problem is the attitudes of my uncles; they are a bit chaotic at times, and my grandfather on my dad's side refuses to shift into a human because he says, ‘A Dragonlord should always be at their strongest and ready for anything’ but other than that he's Really nice. My mother's family doesn't mind the dragons; the two families get along pretty well. It's just that we usually have family events in an open field far from our homes, so when things get heated and a fight between my uncles over who ate whose food breaks out, our homes aren't destroyed.” I said, rambling on about my family. “Sheesh, what an interesting family that must be,” Reiz said. “Well, it sounds like you have some very strong inner majics, I can't wait to see what you can do when we fight.”

  Stated Reiz just as Shelltri raised her Voice and made an announcement. “The first Preliminary Qualifier matches will begin in half a minute, so listen up. You will each have 10 minutes to defeat your opponents if there are more than two people left on the stage at the end, the winning team will be the team with the most people remaining or in the best condition if a contestant has received few hits from their opponents. Elimination from the game will come in the form of being knocked off the stage, surrendering, collapsing from heavy fatigue, and causing almost fatal wounds. The attendants should have checked all of your weapons, and if you have an attribute on the weapon that was not mentioned or violates the rules mentioned in the sign-up sheet, please refrain from using it in the battle and report the missing attributes to the attendants after your match to avoid disqualification. Winners of their fight will be able to rest until the next round. Any remaining contestants that have not found their fighting partner, please do so now, or you will potentially face one versus two combat.” with that statement the last of the wandering contestants gathered in their groups. 2 other people, Both humans, walked towards me and Reiz which made our group complete and ready to fight when it's our turn