TEST YOUR MIGHT [PVP TOURNAMENT LOG]

[trollophoroi]

A reminder goes out to all the beta testers, both participating and not, to meet up at one specific arena in Lumina Cloth. The times and matches are posted for all to see. So either hit the seats to watch and cheer on your friends or wait on the sidelines for your name to be called! It's tiiiime toooooo...



TOURNAMENT BRACKET: Here!

RULES & PRIZES: Here!

MATCH-UPS & RESULTS (PLEASE POST YOUR RESULTS): Here!

SPECTATOR THREADS: Here!

MATCH THREADS: And here!

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[selfconcept]

[ When the three goblins come at him, Hien violently swings his staff. It's clear that it isn't just a staff attacking motion, but something that's a lot more focused and definitely aiming for the head in every single swing (14, 18, 17). Apparently, he's being so violent with his staff that the goblins will probably have a hard time getting to him despite Hien not using... any magic.

They're dead.

He quietly breathes out and a laugh almost escapes him. ]

wow dw stopped sending me notifs for this???

[trollophoroi]

[ Ah, how it thrills the soul to see others throwing themselves against Hien. Okoto was expected, to be completely honest, but the rest. Fandaniel almost feels grateful. Almost. But there's no time to get misty-eyed over their shared act of violence!

He gets caught up in the storm of leaves from Hien, feeling them slice at his skin and catch at his robes, whittling down his HP as they strike (8), though as he turns to bludgeon Okoto's goblins to death, he strikes out with a BiJuk Rom (14) of his own: one whirlwind of dangerous leaves in return for another! ]

[selfconcept]

[ Hien has clearly not been paying attention to Fandaniel's BiJuk Rom enough to dodge (8) because he was too preoccupied with the goblins. But Fandaniel does get his attention, because Hien turns his head, spins his staff once in his hand and very unlike a magic caster, he runs up to him to try and bludgeon his head with his staff-mace (20). His bloodthirst can't be contained. He needs a victim right now. The goblins won't do it for him. They're not enough.

This is what Hien meant by handicap earlier. Hope Fandaniel fully understands that now. ]

[worldbent]

Tch... [Wow, Hien, what did those goblins ever do to you.... Nothing, because they're destroyed before they can even inflict any annoyance! That's the most annoying part of all.]

[But Matoba notices the look in Hien's eyes, his slow shift from the annoyance of swatting flies to enjoying himself. It's a change that makes him pause, not from fear, but in reassessing the situation.]

[It's time enough for Hien to be able to freely change course, and run up to bludgeon Fandaniel.]

[Doggy's having a little too much fun, isn't he? Time to calm down, now.]

[While Hien's back is to him, Matoba casts a STAB GiRue Kruz to nail him directly to the back of his head with a geyser of water (20), which if nothing else, he hopes to distract his attention back off of Fandaniel, who will certainly need a moment after that nasty critical staff attack.]

[This isn't playtime anymore.]

I'm right over here if you want to start taking bites out of people, attack dog. [It sure sounds like Matoba isn't surprised by this behavior out of Hien, huh? What's up with that? His eyes flick to the other fighters in the arena, hoping they can tell he's giving them a chance to get out scot-free while they can.]

[And if they don't, well. They had warning.]

[trollophoroi]

[ Oh, here comes Hien with the steel chair snake staff! Fandaniel begins to move but he isn't fast enough, not by a long shot, and, yes, that is when he realizes exactly why Hien called being a Harvest Cleric a nerf for himself. It's a split-second realization and then it's lights out for Mr. Fandaniel as the head admin is upon him, staff swinging and connecting with his head with a very audible crack.

He doesn't even get to laugh. All he can manage is a second of shock, then the beginning of a grin, and then he's collapsing to the dusty ground of the arena, taken out by a very painful-looking crit.

Someone's going to be nursing quite the rattled skull in real life for a bit, huh? ]

[selfconcept]

[ He sure is... goodbye, Fandaniel. At least his avatar will be out of the Arena in a minute so that he can keep watching this from the stands if he wants to after respawning. He'll even send him a plate of takoyaki later to thank him for being such a nice victim to the crit.

Anyway, he was pretty elated and distracted with the killing blow he enacted that he won't be able to dodge that GiRue Kruz anyway (13), and with that crit, Hien takes a good amount of damage despite it being magic.

But will he heal?

No, not right now.

Matoba is the next target and Hien runs to do the same to him too, running up to Matoba and using his staff to bludgeon his head (20). Attack dog? Yeah. Absolutely. The Head Admin is going feral.

He's a healer? lol. lmao. ]

[worldbent]

[If you're willing to spill blood, you have to be willing to pay it up, too. Not that Matoba could ever really be called honorable, but even he had his own code of conduct that he lived by. Fandaniel is taken out- Matoba couldn't distract Hien quite in time for him, but at least after that hit and Matoba's distraction, the other fighters had more than enough warning and ample time to scramble out of here.]

[Taking a chunk out of his HP feels good. Yeah. You turn around and look at him now, Hien, talking shit on the Warlocks!]

[He couldn't beat Hien in a fight the last time and it looks like he's not going to manage it this time. He's charging up another spell, but before he can manage it, Hien is running at him. He has a choice: try to finish firing up his spell at point-blank before Hien takes him out, or.... take advantage of his proximity.]

[Another attack is meaningless at this point. He knows which one he's choosing.]

[The staff clubs him in the head and he's seeing stars, lights, colors; the stickiness of blood. But as he sways and stumbles, he lurches forward to grab onto the front of Hien's shirt, and slams his forehead forward into Hien's (5).]

[With a harsh, shuddered breath, his tongue swipes out against the side of Hien's mouth, tasting the blood from when he smashed his nose. Satisfying.]

I hope you had fun, Hien-kun.

[His grip loosens as he passes out, dissolving to respawn in a little while outside of the Arena.]

[selfconcept]

[ Fun?

Yeah, he's having fun. He is absolutely having fun. He takes that forehead slam and he feels a little dizzy after that, but it's just blood (that will eventually fade when the two respawn elsewhere in a minute) everywhere. Honestly, the only reason why the crit staff attack worked was because they were already low on HP. Hien is still level 25, after all. Despite how Harvest Clerics have the highest physical attack out of the other spellcasters, it's still low in comparison to actual physical DPS classes.

Hopefully, Matoba's sacrifice wasn't in vain for the people who wish to dip out and away from this lunatic of a Head Admin, because Hien is surveying the fighting arena to see who wants to be next. ]