Ryu>Beatrix
Swords flashed through the air, blasts of fire coiled across the field and slammed into pure holy energy lashed out by the Knight of Alexandria. Beatrix smiled grimly, before lancing forward through the haze and thrusting upward, impaling the young dragonkin.
"Heh. Gotcha..." Beatrix murmured as the hero's eyes blanked in shock. "A good fight, though."
And then Ryu's hands slammed around Beatrix's neck.
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"So... Ryu the Fourth, who's actually the first or something like that, turned into... the Wyrm form?" Lucca asked with a degree of skepticism. Ryu the Fifth nodded.
"I guess I get it from him, you know? Or something. Hell if I know how I'm related to him. Still, apparently he's got the same form, and, well... you know why I don't bother dueling in the Arena." A slight shrug.
"How long will it take them to heal Beatrix?"
"Well, they need to find a part of her first. Sounds like they're banning that transform for him from here on out, too. Probably wise."
Heat>Seymour
This match wasn't decided by power, or by sexy hair, or by intellect.
Not by demonic potential, underlings, or cup size.
No, this match was decided... by Ghaleon.
Specifically, Pretty Princess Ghaleon.
Fortunately for Heat, he hadn't eaten anyone in a full week, and so he was slim enough to take the role of Prettiest Princess.
Ghaleon is currently attempting to beat TimeLord to death with Seymour's corpse, killed by mortification.
Zeno > Kevin
Last Resort. Werewolf fighting talent. Mud wrestling. Origami cranes the size of small planets. The triumphant return of BITGOYSWB, which resulted in the destruction of more than a few galaxies. Organized pinata duels at midnight in every open field of every world. Sock puppets. Dragonite evolving into Yoshi. The earth reversing its spin without anyone noticing.
Man, that was an epic match. Too bad you missed it.