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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Davies" data-source="post: 8405942" data-attributes="member: 30538">"So I hear you're a bounty hunter," says Amari, gazing up at the giant she's expected to fight.She's not really sure why <a href="https://docs.google.com/document/d/1QBSD68GiBFlYTMzhjZjWXzneQQ3wycSc/edit?usp=sharing&ouid=109062110484778480992&rtpof=true&sd=true" target="_blank">Hodan Yasin</a> approached her about participating in this event, which required her to take a months-long boat trip and a weeks-long bus trip just to get here. (Not for the first time, Amari regrets the way that she messes up airplane instrumentation.) But now that she is here, and has learned the nature of what she's meant to fight, she accepts it with the same light heart she accepts most everything else."That's right," says Tarmund the Hunter, smirking down at what he thinks of as easy prey."Hm. Not a fan. So, maybe you could make this a little more fair, and not use that big axe of yours?" she asks.The smirk goes away, turning into a scowl. "I'm doing all of you enough of a favor by not wearing my body armor, Earthling." "That's not really doing me any favors. Some of the boys and girls in the audience, sure, but not me, sorry. But okay," she says as the timer counts down the final seconds. "You had a chance, though."And when the buzzer sounds, as Tarmund brings up the axe he refused to surrender, Amari drops down and punches the floor of the arena with all of her might. The ground rumbles, throwing Tarmund off his stance. "Tremor?" he asks. "You think I'm scared of tremors, little girl? I marched with those who shatter worlds!""Then I guess I better take you real serious," Amari answers. She leaves herself wide open as she bounds up to grab hold of that section of the axe's hilt that her opponent's hands don't cover and yanks it out of his hands, making gravity her ally as the weapon slides out of his hands, then grabbing it so that it's held firmly in her own.Tarmund's eyes go wide. "Give that back this instant, girl, and I might not k--"She doesn't bother to listen to the threat, lashing out with a swing of the axe that would have cut him wide open had he not ducked back at the last moment. "I told you," she says aloud. "You had a chance."The hunter furiously tries to knock it out of her hands, as she did to him, but her grip is just that much stronger or his angle of attack is just that much worse. Regardless, she maintains her hold of the axe, and almost laughs at his attempt to set up another such try while cutting at his arms for the affront. She's shaken him, mentally and physically, and though she thinks this still won't be easy, the battlefield tilts in her favor. He lashes out with a punch; she cuts him. He tries to wrestle her; she cuts him. At last, she cuts him one time too often, and the pain makes him collapse. That's good, for her own arms are starting to ache from the stress of wielding this unfamiliar weapon, and she lets it fall."What boon do you ask?" calls Thunder Dragon's voice, as the Lancet and her newly-recruited orderlies come out to stop the bleeding.She's smiling as she says it, staring up at him. "Get off my planet," she says.And in the stands above, Baron Khan smiles coldly. "It seems I've won that bet."</blockquote>

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