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         "Hey, kid!" He said, knowing Renegade could hear. "Watch yourself. I don't want to have to live with the fact I fought a weakling who had a nice sword. Prove to me you earned it."

At that point, Renegade's demonic side was starting to take over again, but he managed to stop himself. Sticks and stones...sticks and stones...he told himself as he entered his side of the forest. A good opening match, he thought, I know the aura of one of the competitors. Faust knew what aura everyone else had. How else would he have known to whistle to attack my senses? He also had a minor telekenesis ability. His demonic side meant to kill, but his light side told himself to only fight to figure out his opponent. He was lucky. He normally didn't withdraw from the fight, but today he did. Score one for heaven.

He was back to where he originally started and he got to work, slicing through the trees and making a makeshift lean-to. Next, her got more wood and made a fire. Finally, he got another stick and skewered the pig, placing it over the fire. He had enough for maybe four meals. He would go hunting later, but for now, he had his trophy over the fire.