Semabin swings hard, and with a body roll that is only known to the Sairundani, a move that combine both the swordmanship knowledge and dancers skill the dervish teach to there fellow tribemate, Semabin suprise his opponent. The sword heavily hit his opponent and the elf fall to the ground, unconscious. The crowd cheer, impress by the move, and seeing there is a winner.
But Semabin is annoyed... the blade didn't slide as well as it should have been, it had hit too hard and in the fat of the torso. In normal combat, it would not have killed his opponent. But people know the elf are far from the endurence of a dwarf, and it wasn,t Semabin first hit.
Khairi, in the crowd, have seen that move again and again while he was younger. He also has seen something wasn't that good in Semabin stikes, but it seems it was enough.
"Semabin ai Harudan is the winner" As Semabin return to the edge of the circle, two man carry the elf on the side and awake him. A healer come to Semabin "Let me heal your wounds. You'll have another fight to do."
The next combats vary a lot. A dwarf quickly push out a gnome who hadn't the time to react to his opponent. Two humans in full plate just fought the longuest battle of the first round. It seems behind there shield and armor, they were untouchable.