The greatest Rogue the world has ever seen dashes into the arena once again! The legendary Rennac's Godlike RES and amazing agility allow him to mock any Light competitor that tries to take him down. Laguna may have a machine gun and awesome theme music, but these tools are mere parlor tricks against Rennac's might! A few slashes from Rennac's Killing Edge will cut Laguna down in an instant, securing Rennac a victory. Look out, unsuspecting people! Rennac's about to steal your heart - and your gold, too!
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From lazy Galbadian grunt to ruler of Esthar, the inspirational success story Laguna seeks to translate his success to the duelling league. It won't be difficult. Rennac's only real defining traits in a fight, his godlike resistance to magic and his melee counters, are totally useless against the man with the machine gun (and grenades). What's left for him? The kind of weak knife slashes and frail body one would expect from a prepromoted rogue. With his skill with a gun and a powerful limit, Laguna will do what his friend Kiros failed to: win.
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“Laguna! Hey, Mr. Laguna!” Calling out to his opponent, Rennac ran up to him with his hand extended, “Hey, just wanted to meet you before the fight. I’m a big fan of yours actually, really sorry I have to fight you at all, really.”
Laguna was a bit taken aback, but took the proffered hand and shook it, “You’re a fan? Really?”
Rennac laughed, “Sure am! Come on, you’ve gotta respect a guy who can screw up as much as you do and still come out on top. That takes some serious talent, right there.”
“Uh…thanks, I think.”
“Hey, no worries. Good luck in the match, huh? May the best man win and all that.” Jovially slapping Laguna on the shoulder along with his good luck wishes, the rogue quickly took off to get to his side of the arena in time for the start of the match.
Shrugging off the erratic behavior of his opponent, as well as his somewhat backhanded compliment, Laguna just checked to make sure he remembered his gun and nonchalantly wandered into the arena.
The fight, such as it was, was over in a second. Drawing his gun at speeds which threatened to break the sound barrier, Laguna pulled the trigger once and splattered Rennac into a fine red mist, as well as leaving nearly a dozen holes in the wall behind the rogue from the force of his bullets.
This odd occurrence immediately drew the attention of the judges, and they called Laguna over to their table. Looking him over, Mia just shook her head in disappointment. “Come on Laguna, I expected better from you. Did you really think we wouldn’t notice you using Squall’s master junction? Just look at you! Triple to speed, Ultima to strength, and that’s just the start of it! What were you thinking?”
Laguna was speechless, “I…uh…I…didn’t know I was junctioned….”
Sighing, Mia slumped back down in her chair, placing her head in her hands, “Coming from you, I can almost believe that. But rules are rules, you are disqualified from the match, leaving Rennac to move on to the next round. As soon as someone gets in here to put him back together.”
Laguna just nodded and wandered back out of the arena, thoroughly confused. He hadn’t touched that junction in years! He had no idea how it got onto him…
Later, in the infirmary, Colm just stared at the older thief in disbelief. “You STOLE Squall’s big uber junction? And snuck it onto Laguna before the match? That’s…that’s…”
Rennac laughed, and then winced in pain from the effort, “Heh, pretty impressive, huh kid?”
“I was gonna say suicidal, but yeah, it is impressive.”
Snorting, Rennac winked at his young comrade, “Hey, I advance to the next round and get to spend a few days in this lovely infirmary. Which L’arachel isn’t allowed within a hundred feet of because her shrill voice disturbs the patients. And neither is Dozla, since berserkers are kept out as a general rule.”
Seeing the full extent of Rennac’s plot for victory and some blessed peace and quiet, Colm could only applaud, “You are one magnificent bastard.”
Rennac: 48
Laguna Loire: 38
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