Battle arena Dick's POV
The Time has come, the final round is here. The arena has been crowded with Cerus of all ages and colors. The growls and roars have been much more intense than last rounds… the atmosphere was tense, everyone expecting what would come, everyone knew both opponents were bloodthirsty monsters wanting to win and gain the admiration of others…
Dick has been having hard days lately, he wasn't sure about his victory, he was doubting everything, overthinking, worrying… He has been left out of the life of his loved one and all that sadness started to slowly turn into enormous rage and pash… Everything seemed to be foggy in his mind, all he could focus on was fighting, killing, ripping bodies apart, and slaughtering his opponent…
He went through the entrance gate and heard all the happy and frustrated, loud and quiet, deep and high roars. He also heard the sound of claws hitting the stone railing…
Electra arrived a bit later, the roars became louder and happier, since she is the favorite of all.
Dick knew he had nothing, he didn't know her well, actually, he didn't know her at all. He had to prove himself by fighting and not chit-chatting this time. 'Hmm… Old Lady, I didn't expect you to get that far. How surprising and lovely to see you!' Dick growled and placed one of his paws on a wiggly, broken, dirty bridge. 'Could you maybe shut up and fight? I didn't come to chit-chat about trash with you!' She quickly answered and hopped towards him on the bridge. It started to swing slightly.
Dick had nothing more to say. He struck in the unguarded moment. He ran towards Electra and attacked her by knocking her down on her back. But soon, she managed to get away from him without any major injury. The first strike made her go mad, she has never fought that rough before. Dick loved to see her get that mad and without any tricks, he went for another attack, he tried ripping off her tail cap, but failed and received a bite to his forehead… "Let's see if you even have a brain, idiot…' she growled while burying her teeth deeper and deeper into his skull. Dick whined and tore his head out of her deadly grip…
Crowds were getting even more excited about this all. Both opponents had equal abilities and were hungry for blood… the smell, the ubiquitous smell of blood, has been filling up the nostrils of the spectators making them want to burst in and help their favorite to win.
Dick didn't want to let it go easily, he has been fighting like never before. Bridges were swinging, making it harder to make proper attacks. One rope broke, the bridge leaned over and both, Dick and Electra, slipped…
That was it, the moment of truth, both heavily injured, tired, covered in liters of blood… But the winner was still unknown…