Kent, Kent, Kent, felt worn, but he also felt amazing, hearing them scream his name like a sort of chant, it was liberating, this feeling,
was it what the ancient, gladiators felt was it this thrill this feeling of being the strongest, it was almost starting to get addicting, but we'll have to stop here, can't go wearing my self down, tomorrow will be a busy day, he thought.
In the midst of cheering crowd what Kent failed to notice was that, a certain female co worker of his was there watching his fight,
'huh! the hot otaku can fight, interesting' the female co worker thought before sneaking out of the crowd.
....
"Kent come off stage its my turn now"
a sudden shout cut Kent of his revelry, looking over he saw Amy calling out to him, "hah!" sighing loudly, he thought couldn't she have just left him for a couple minute more to bask in his glory, he thought, but still picking his shirt, and came down the stage, don't want to incur her wrath, she could be real petty, he thought shaking his head as he reached Amy and Taylor.
Pow! he was punch by Amy in the chest when he reached them, he was about to ask what was that for when, Amy spoke before he could,
"you were thinking something rude"
"what are you, some kind of psychic" Kent asked but he didn't get any reply from Amy, but he did get a glance of agreement from Taylor, but it was so quick that he even started to doubt himself if he really saw it, if not that when Amy climb the stairs and Taylor finally spoke,
"I know right"
"..."
Kent just looked at him strangely, how cowardly can you get, he thought.
....
Walking to the stage, Amy walked forward with confidence, and that a blood thirsty smile on her face, normally most people would have been charmed by her smile, I mean its a smile that could almost a rainbowed man straight, and straight women gay,
But this time nothing like that happened, instead they found themselves intimidated by her smile, it made the weak willed ones weak on their knees, they all felt it like they were in the presence of an empress.
Stopping right before entering the ring, "Kent " she called, gone was her polite tune, all that was left was a voice brimming with authority.
'Ah! sometimes I forget how intense she gets, during a fight' Kent thought before stepping forward.
"Taylor" normally Taylor would have given a snappy comment, but he couldn't feeling the intensity in her voice.
"my shirt " she said taking of her shirt and handing it over to Taylor.
"Kent, bandage me" she said sticking out her hand in Kent's direction.
Kent stepped forward taking out bandage from Amy's bag, normally in a lady's bag you would be expecting to see, cosmetics, but hers was full of painkillers, bandages, disinfectant, all the standard first aid stuff, it was like she always walk around with a first aid box.
Wrapping the bandage around her wrist and fist, Kent tapped her on the shoulder, before speaking,
"try not to kill anybody by accident okay" he said before moving back into the crowd, he didn't wait for her reply, because he knew there wouldn't be any, when she gets like this, opinions seem to matter little to her.
Walking into the ring, Amy proceeded to stand by the side waiting for the start of the match, her opponent who was already inside the ring decided to rattle her, in other to give himself a leverage against her,
"hey pretty you should quit now before I ruin that beautiful face of yours" he said with a mocking smile on his lips, but his eyes well they were performing some kind of super human movement there, moving from her face all the way to her feet, before going back from feet to face, stopping several time at her chest, well can't fault him those things are beautiful, with a size that is sizable to be noticed, yet not big enough to slow movement, truly beautiful, 'if I could use this opportunity from the heavens to get a feel of those, it wouldn't matter if I get pummeled later' he thought.
Lost in thought he didn't notice that, her already cold gaze got a tad bit colder.
The organizer who was about to commence the match felt a chilling sensation, with cold sweat running down his face, 'how cold anyone stare be so chilling' then looking at Amy's challenger he thought 'and doesn't he feel the sensation.'
At the front of the crowd, Kent and Taylor thought the same thing, 'his dead,' I mean how could anyone, checkout the demon queen like that without atleast trying to be subtle about it.
No sooner had the organizer called out the beginning of the match, than a loud thump! sound echoed, staring at the direction he saw Amy's opponent lying sprawled on the ground bleeding from his nose.
In the audience stand, Kent shook his head wandering how she turned out like this, utterly violent psssh! he sighed shaking his head.
The organizer hurriedly getting rid of his daze announced,
"winner"
Then he paused and silently moved to Amy and asked,
"what's your name"
before Amy could speak, a loud shout came from the audience stand,
"EMPRESS"
"EMPRESS" The audience didn't but that name will one day become a symbol of hope and protection.
The organizer asked if she would like to continue fighting to which she agreed,
Calling out the next opponent, the organizer announced the beginning of the fight, this time her opponent having watched the previous match, did not give her a chance as soon as, the beginning of the match was announced, rushed at her with the intension of a tackle,
Seeing her opponent approach, waited for her opponent to come withing striking range, when he stepped into her striking range, she braced her self and made a jump over his head, and in one fluid motion gave him a crushing low on the head, causing him to lose consciousness, and slid on the ground before coming to a halt.
The organizer wasted no time quickly announcing the winner,
"winner Empress"