[b][i]A wall of mist rolls into the arena.. A 13ft, hulking form takes shape within. Umbra walks out from the mist, pale armor shimmering with corpse light. The fog settles to waist height, which for him is 6ft. He draws his twin plasma blades that ignite with white hot flames.[/i][/b]

Feryun in response pulled out his Greatsword, '[i]Herim[/i]'. It's pale blue blade emitting psyker and Daemonic energy. Seeing how a Daemon was trapped within this very blade. He used his left hand for Purple, Psyker like energy. It crackled greatly as if begging to be used. His pearl white eyes Stared at Umbras, as if he was mind reading.

[b][i]Feryun's mind meet's Umbra's with a resonating crash that charges the air with static energy, bolts of lightning spontaneously leap between random surfaces in the arena. As you probe Umbra's mind, a jolt of psychic feedback sends your consciousness reeling - his mind is unyielding and fortified to resist the most potent of psykers... This is to be expected from the Summoner's chosen warrior. Umbra spins both flaming blades rapidly around his body as a distraction before launching both of them at you, they seem to spin through the air with a mind of their own, hissing and spitting fire. You feel as if you have plenty of time to avoid the flying swords, but you find that the fog has solidified around your ankles and you're unable to move... And you see that Umbra has vanished. He appears behind you an instant before the blades impact with a crack of displaced air and warp energy. Both blades fly past your face, hilt first, and are deftly caught in Umbra's massive, armored fists right on either side of your head - the blades are poised to decapitate you. This feels like a warning... Umbra leans in close to your ear. "I am the rock to your scissors, psyker..." Says Umbra with his inhuman voice as he bashes the back of your skull with the hilt of his plasma blade. You fly forward as Umbra materializes directly in front of you, swinging a blade at your throat which you barely avoid, searing blade burning flesh as it barely misses... The blow was a facade - Umbra spins and drills the top of your skull with a plated elbow from above, slamming your body into the ground with the force of a wrecking ball. Umbra disappears and appears above the arena on a pillar, fog forming a vortex around him like some sort of tornadic funnel.[/i][/b]

[b]Feryun got up, still holding his Blade.[/b] "You are certainly a clever being...if you were in the eyes of a mere mortal. But in the eyes of Tzeentch these are petty tricks." [b]Feryun waved his hands and a Pink Fire erupted upon the pillar, it disintegrating.[/b] "While I codemn you for resisting my psyker powers you must realize.." [b]Feryuns body shifted to appear behind Umbra, holding him within a chokehold in midair.[/b] "There are blades far sharper that can cut a rock."

[b][i]Umbra seizes your hands from his throat and clamps down like a vice, crushing them in his massive fists. He bends your arms backwards with titanic strength and headbutts you ferociously, cracking his full faced helmet in the process and knocking you backwards several paces before exploding through the air with a forward thrusting kick that lands in the center of your chest. You tumble across the arena for a dozen meters before slamming into a pillar of stone. Ahead of you is a wall of mist that obscures your target completely. The mist rolls over you and you're surrounded by fog. You hear movement from all around you, whispering dark thoughts into your mind. "You will come to know fear..." Comes an inhuman voice from the fog - you see Umbra's hulking shape, although it is wraithlike in its appearance and see through. Umbra solidifies directly in front of you, blades in hand. [/i][/b]

[b]Feryun laughed as he stared at Umbra. He got up once more, Feryun overshadowed Umbra by a mere 3 feet. His pearl white eyes piercing and cold.[/b] "You are certainly impressive. But more so I can prove one thing...You win." He tossed his Blade aside. "Go on, take it. It's your reward for tiring me. I have more..important matters. While you may consider me a coward it is a matter of something else entirely." Only to Feryun did he know why he gave up, seeing how he could have easily continued fighting. Feryun tore a hole in the Warp, giving him access back to his throne. "But, if you decline the award I completely understand." Said Feryun rather seriously as he entered the rift.

[b][i]Umbra turns his back and walks into the mist, disappearing as suddenly as he arrived. [/i][/b]

A tall indistinguishable beast takes form from blood at the top of a great dias. "RELEASE THE HOUND OF DRAKKASI" The foot of the dias opens as a wolf/dragon hybrid monstrosity enters the feild. Its fur is matted with blood and intertwines with the scales of its body. It stands roughly 3 feet taller than a Thunder wolf on all 4s and from its back sprout 2 enormous wings. A purple liquid drips from its mouth as it releases a mighty howl. It is meet by a resonating cheer. Above the feild groups of skulls float and dart. The metalic gleam of pict transmitters gleam through their eyes. You are now the subject of the arena world's pleasure. Kill with glory... or die in combat.