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Star looked over at the leader of clan Damel as he spoke, glad that she wasn't the only one to think so. "Aye, that it is." she replied. "Unfortunately, that is the standard style of fight that they themselves imposed." Star explained. She admittedly had an encyclopedic knowledge of procedures for Phoenixians. "They are the ones who imposed the ability to kill in Phoenixian matches. If Akira, Rylar and Misu want to survive, they'll likely reverse that decision. Then again, they only won because they were allowed to kill." That was Star's opinion, of course. "Once Misu died, Akira took that cheap shot and decapitated Aryn."

Star shuddered at the thought of the battle. Akira was always a dirty fighter. "Come to think of it, Akira probably won't allow things to go back to the traditional mercy-rule. He'd lose his advantage, then." at this point, she was thinking out loud. She walked closer to the men and women who were piling remains onto stretchers. She examined them from a moderate distance. They were mutilated, missing limbs, and had their chests torn apart. Blood was everywhere. "Eugh..." she covered her nose. The stench was unusually putrid. The current #1's had done a 'ceremonial' hacking of the dead bodies. There was nothing dignified about these remains. "Welcome to the future of our Phoenixian matches." she said. The men and women charged with carting the remains laughed a bit at Star's sarcasm.

She sighed, moving away from the scene. She waved to Victor, and headed to over to watch the next arena match, this one being held in the Crix arena. It was likely to be less brutal and bloody. A 1v1 match. The names of the two fighters were withheld, though.
[Post continued in Crix Arena]