In battle, one finds hidden truths

[Konstantinos]

With the simple realization that distance is an illusion, with a single step Konstantinos now stands behind his opponents rear flank.

With a simple motion of his wand, Konstantinos attepts to crause a cramp to form in Kains left calf, forcing the demon to drop his heavy rock on himself. However, he uses about half of his energy useing his Pentangle to create a shield to protect him lest his enemy bear his great load upon him.

[Diablo]

The demon drops on to his left knee but chucks the rock forward to avoid an unpleasant accident.

"Check mate."

Kain drops forward on on both hands and pushes back his legs now outstretched, his target Konstantinos' chest. The demon went as fast as he could but restrained his fully potential, he did not want to kill his adversary just kick the living hell out of him.

[Konstantinos]

As the feet of his enemy make contact with his chest, Konstantinos can audibly hear at least two of his ribs crack...as can his adverary. He reels back, landing many yards away. In that instant he reveals his fatal flaw: his all too human body.

Pulling himself up from his near fatal crash, his eyes begin to glow red with a mixture of power and hate. Rightious anger in its most perfect and pure form.

"My friend, you will pay for that."

Focusing most, but not all, of his energy into his wand, he forces his will upon his opponent.

He sees his opponents veins. He feels the blood pulsing within them. No, not blood, but something that works in place of it. He watches from an eternity away as the demons bodily fluids flow through his legs, his body, his head, and finally focuses on his arms, just above the wrists. He feels the heated fluid that seems to have replaced the demons blood begin to force its way through the vein at a drastically accelerated rate. He can see the demons veins begin to stretch and expand by shere force of fluid against flesh.

Although the veins of his enemy are too strong to rupture, he knows that his demonic adversary must be in an intense ammount of pain. A speck of worrie crosses Konstantinos' mind, as he very well knows that he can't keep this up.

[Diablo]

The demon howls in pain, unimaginable pain. He drops to his knees, hands propping him up now, he screams. His horrific howl, echoing.

"I WILL endure!"

Is all the demon says, as he slowly picks himself back up. The demon now standing proceeds forward, he walks. Slowly making his way towards the enemy, a pure test of his will's integrity and his own physical fortitude.

[Tobias]

"I think both of you need to take a break."

The voice from the distance echoes through the colosseum. A man of simple stature, of simple getup, with his simple sword and regular cap. The air crackles with life as he slowly makes his way into the stadium and to the edge of the fray.

"I think both of you need to stop killing each other and find a more peaceful way of discovering one's aptitudes."

[Konstantinos]

Having his concentration broken by the newcomer on the arena, Konstantinos is quick to realize his mistake. Having inadvertedly stepped out of his offensive position, he is quick to grab his Pentangle and force is weary mind in a full defensive position.

Hoping to distract the angered demon, the addresses the newcomer.

"Hail and welcome, dearest distraction. You keep me from my worthy opponent, and just when I was about to take of the restraints off of my offense. So what, pray tell, do you suggest we do? After all, I'm just beginning to enjoy myself."

Taking this moment to repair his broken body, Konstantinos begins to steady his shaken will. As of now, his shield about him almost seems incandescant, as if made of solid light.

[Tobias]

Tobias looks at the Demon, screaming in agony. He looks back at Konstantinos. He was taller than he would have expected...taller than himself. He pulled the blade off of his back, the strange, umbrella-curved hilt broadsword known as Eden.

"I suggest that you calm down. Before I have to get involved."

He readies his blade, "For I have gained my limitations, and nothing to lose."

[Diablo]

Kain's pain subsides with attackers loss of concentration but the newcomer throws the demon off as well.

"Calm down!? We were just getting started on this, human, and you wish to step in to oppose?"

Kain's voice seemed different, it lacked the calm, peaceful tone that Kain had. It was frantic, and malicious in tone now but thats because it wasn't Kain's anymore, it was the one known as Diablo.

"I'm going to enjoy flaying your skin back and feasting on the entrails!"

The demon moved, no longer in a walk, he was running as fast as his unholy legs would move him. The weapon was out, the pure blue crystal now an ugly baleful color, corrupted by death and disease. He ran towards the man in the hat. The demon's mouth was open with excitement, he loved a good sport before a fresh meal. The gap closed, the demon lunged in with the sword gripped in his right hand, slicing down on the wanderer.

[Tobias]

And the sword sliced down indeed. Tobias' feint was swift and sudden, at the last moment. The sword grazed the ends of his coat - the ends that couldn't move quite as fast as he.

His blood started to rush as he felt the heat from the Demon, the cool contrast between his blade and his reddish complexion almost laughable. The ground cracked beneath the demon's blade and sent debris in the air, which floated for a moment in between the two warriors.

"You don't know what you're dealing with, demon-boy."

His knee moved swiftly, like a bolt of lightning, into the demon's stomach, with tremendous force. The demon may know of the strength of beings of this world, of this void - but not of his.

[Diablo]

The man in the hat connects, there is a loud thud that follows. The demon does not wince in pain nor is he blown away by the force of the attack. Instead Diablo begins to laugh, uncontrollably at his would be adversary's excuse of an attack.