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Zophar vs Mewtwo
Meeplelard Zophar didn't understand what was going on. Mewtwo wasn't dying to any of his attacks! He kept firing off volley after volley, but the moves seemed to be ineffective. Eventually, Zophar just dropped to Mewtwo's assault. To everyone's shock, Mewtwo had defeated Zophar!!! ...that is until Mewtwo grabbed the mike and spoke into it...telepathically...(yes, Mewtwo's THAT TALENTED that he can amplify his MIND on a Microphone), where he admitted to cheating, in he had asked a certain Magitek General to constantly keep Runic Barriers up during every single shot; being the DL Judge that he is, he can't realistically claim victory off something like this. Why would he admit to doing something like? For starters, Mewtwo has pride and brains. He knows he can't beat Zophar, and he'd get splattered if he tried seriously. On the otherhand, he just can't simply GIVE UP after coming this far. So he takes the simple medium of Win Through Losing. No one quite understands this logic, but then, trying to understand the logic of a genetically enhanced psychic freak is probably not the best of things to attempt. Zophar: 37 
Citan Uzuki (Hyuga Ricdeau) vs Yuri Volte Hyuga
SageAcrin "...ah, man, my head feels like someone beat me with a pineapple cast out of lead." Yuri muttered, stumbling to his feet. "What the hell happened?" "...wait, you don't remember?" Edge sputtered. "Remember what? We were going to...do...something before Citan's match, right? It's sorta hazy." Yuri said, shaking his head to clear it. "I really don't remember anything after that." "...god damn. That's...that's...so sad, man." Edge mumbled, his eyes misting. "You can at least see the tail end of it." Edge noted. As several largely-unclothed women chased Citan out of the arena. "Though, it's a pun in some of those cases." Remarked Edge, grinning. "Still, damn, that's hardly the best thing that happened today. I mean, loo-GAH." "DIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Edge's speech was interrupted suddenly by a loud shriek and a scythe narrowly missing his head, as Piastol, apparently wearing a catgirl cosplay outfit, charged him. "...wait, what?" "YOU! YOU...YOU!" Piastol sputtered in rage, slashing at the confused Yuri. "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! YOU...I can't even speak...or think...coherently! Because of you! All I can think of is trying to rip off your head or...or..." Suddenly, Piastol, cutting off, grabbed Yuri and kissed him soundly on the lips. Then, flinching backwards in horror, let out a horrific shriek and fled the arena. "...what?" Yuri sputtered. "I...this...this is weird even by my standards." "...man, it was so much better earlier, too." Edge sighed. "You really don't remember it?" "...nope. C'mon, spill it, what the hell happened?" "No. I'm not that cruel." Edge shrugged. "You'd kill yourself if you knew what you can't remember now." He finished, dashing from the arena. "...This....this is some kind of divine punishment for having too good of a plan, isn't it." Yuri sighed. "Ah well. At least Piastol's a good kisser." He added with a shrug. "Who'd have thought. And it looks like I won." "Though, I have to admit, these damn things are more confusing when you're not planning them. Or at least, can't remember planning 'em." Yuri noted, as Ho-oh flew overhead, apparently carrying a happily laughing Lexis, in superhero uniform, on it's back. Citan Uzuki (Hyuga Ricdeau): 16
Zero vs Jerin
Taishyr Jerin inhaled. She knew she only had one shot at this. One shot to make it to the finals and prove her worth. One shot to redeem the name of Lufia's cast and bring honor to her name. One shot to- -------------- "Her bio-signals didn't indicate she was sleeping!" Zero protested. "Do not all of you slumber for eight hours, and only at night?" "Firstly, she goes into a trance whenever she sleeps, like a proper elf. I don't quite know what you're referring to, there." Aguro replied evenly. "Secondly, she spent half her time worrying about burglars this past week and didn't rest at all! Marino blackmailed her! How dare you use such dishonorable tactics - making her so tired she slips into a trance RIGHT at the beginning of the fight!" "I know not of what Marino does!" Zero protested further. "And I have never known an elf before - how is it expected for me to know that she does not sleep normally like humans do?" ------------ "Hehehe..." Sten grinned, rustling through Jerin's drawers, "I never thought she'd leave and let me look through he-" And then the Hero's sword descended, and Sten knew no more. Zero: 23 
Serge vs Asellus
DjinnAndTonic Serge was beginning to see a pattern. While other healers and buffers created Force Fields and magically-hardened armor, Asellus took to stopping his physical blows with a simple wall of glass. Glass! It wasn't even particularly thick glass! And it only took a tiny whack with his swallow to have the whole thing come crashing down around him, leaving the girl unprotected... But he didn't count on broken shards of glass hurting so much. And as quickly as he slammed through one wall of glass, Asellus raised another to take its place. It felt like some kind of endless, self-inflicted torture. He idly wondered what Kid would say if he went back with his arms full of jagged cuts... Oh no, they'd probably send him to therapy again... Damnit. He hated therapy. Just because you tell them that you think your father possessed your body and forced your soul into his mutated-into-the-thing-you-fear-most demihuman shell in an attempt to revive an ancient evil world-destroying alien from beyond the edge of time IS NO REASON TO PUT SOMEONE IN THERAPY WITH ALBEDO! Serge tried not to whimper at this thought, which stung more than a thousand glass shards cutting into his wrists... Eventually, the match was called when Serge became too emo to continue fighting. Serge: 12
Flay Gunnar vs Beatrice
Taishyr "Oh ho! I am victorious again!" Flay bellowed as Beatrice muttered under her breath. "You do realize that you are supposed to suffer from these nightmares, right?" A slight tap of her foot as she eyed the young man. "Not... kill them. I'm not even sure how you managed that, since I'm controlling them and all." "Ah, but JUSTICE cannot be stopped by mere figments of imagination!" Flay replied cheerfully. "Such a being as you could NEVER hope to stop this Defender of Justice!" "...I'm just going to go with you being too idiotic to understand the concept of dreams and call it a day." Beatrice muttered, stalking out. Flay Gunnar: 22 
Gijimu vs Nash Rumack
SageAcrin Gijimu had learned well his strategy, so he thought. Planting axes in people's faces was considered the very height of Duelling League technique. Nothing could stop it. So he thought. But then he came upon a man that no one said he could win to. After all, it's hard to plant an ax in someone's face if not given a chance to get near them before turning to stone. ...or is it? --- Nash was pretty confused. There was a battleship in the arena. A weird looking one, at that. And nothing else. The judges declared him the winner. Blade, the Axem Ranger's battleship, stood in the arena silently. The moral of the story: An axe to the face solves every single one of life's problems. However, sometimes, people just aren't equipped to deal with the true power of the axe. Gijimu, somewhere under the giant, axe-shaped battleship, had found the true power of the axe, but sadly, lacked the spirit to wield it. Or the muscles. Gijimu: 14
Garet vs Frank Goldfinger
Meeplelard "Dear DL Audience. We apologize for the lack of this...fight on grounds that neither contestant has shown up. One opponent has apparently gone off to complete a SECRET NINJA MISSION to which the details are left unknown. The other is apparently stuck in an infinite loop of asking questions to to Suikoden Mains and Breath of Fire Ryus in an attempt to find out what the right time to enter the arena is. Instead, you may watch this ending sequence from a so called 'Xenosaga 3'" ...the entire Audience screamed and ran out of the Arena. Being spared one match of idiocy does not equate sitting through 2 hours of pain inducing plot. As for who won the match? It was decided on the coin toss, not because it was a logical thing to do, but because it was agreed that a Coin has higher brain capacity than both opponents combined. Garet: 19 
Mia Ausa vs Locke Cole
Taishyr Mia stood primly in the arena, staff in hand. Locke, on the other side, grinned cockily, knives flitting in and out of his sleeves. "Sure you don't want to call it a loss and just go home safe, Mia?" he called as the match began, wandering over right nearby her. "...Your offer is kind, but I cannot accept." Mia replied, hands still clutching her staff. Locke chuckled at this. "Look, Mia. I've got the speed, I've got the damage, and your magic is good but it's just not good enough. I've-" "Ice Axe." "-got enough durability to take whatever you want to dish out and give it- wait, what was that?" Locke's eyes opened mid-monologue to see Mia swinging her staff at him- and on it was a glistening axe head, made purely of ice and descending irrevocably. MORAL OF THE STORY: Having speed is all well and good, but you can't argue with an ice axe by a young woman trained in both magic and axing (the latter by Bartre) to the face. Mia Ausa: 29 DragonKnight Zero
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