Bellator Perspective

I am standing against a group of 4 people that are a bit smaller than me they all are wearing full-plate mail there are gaps in the armor so I can see different crest of the half-giant clans. One from the fire-clan with a blazing fire, one from the water-clan with a river, the wind-clan with a tornado, and the surprising ice-clan with an icicle. There is no earth half-giant most likely because, our town was the last bastion of the earth-clan and they must have assimilated the small pockets of earth-clan or they are still hiding.

Fight. (Announcer)

They do not attack me immediately but, they have their weapons drawn.

Half-Giant brethren please join one of are great clans. (Male Fire-Clan Half-Giant)

I refuse. (Bellator)

Why? (Female Ice-Clan Half-giant)

I make my armor for my left arm disappear I show them my clan’s symbol. Ha their faces were price less when I show them.

I part of Earth-Clan cannot join clan. (Bellator)

So there is still survivors of the Earth-Clan from the devastating attack on them. (Female Water-Clan Half-Giant)

Fight talk later. (Bellator)

I say this sadly.

I see four half-giants all showing off their clans insignia Ice-clan, Fire-clan, Wind-Clan, and Water-clan.

They are all slightly shorter than me. 2 are female they are from the water and ice clan. The two males are from the wind and fire clan.

Another half-giant what a surprising thing to see. (Ice-clan Female)

What clan are you from? (Fire-Clan Male)

I show them the insignia on my bicep the two males start laughing.

Are you still grasping at straws that clan fell five years ago. (Wind-Clan)

You seems strong ditch that clan and join one of ours. (Fire-Clan)

Refuse we talk after fight. (Bellator)

The battle commences and I am vs. four half-giants they all carried different weapons a giant cleaver ice-clan, dual wielding broad swords fire-clan, sword and shield water-clan, and a bastard sword wind-clan. I charges at the group and went for the weak link the bastard sword wind-clan he seems to have a hard time swinging the sword. I hit him in the face then I swipe his legs and make him fall face first when he was falling I kneed him in the face and throw him out of the stage he uses a blast of air to slow him down enough to not go out of the stage. The fire-clan comes at me yelling at me I dodge to the right out of the way because, the ice-clan girl is behind me trying to do a sneak attack. The water-clan girl charges at me shield first her posture is terrible I side step and trip her. I jump back and see the wind-clan guy coming back with a bloody nose. The four half-giants are in front of me. I look at the wind clan member. Might as well mess around with them I start pretending to be an old sage.

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That weapon is not suited for you I suggest a broadsword. You have to be fast your muscles are supple not meant for heavy attacks it is meant for fast hits. (Bellator)

I look at the Fire-Clan male.

You rush into battle without a plan charging head first yelling like an idiot you are wild and burn out quickly. (Bellator)

I look at the water-clan girl

You lack posture, balance, and coordination you need flowing movements. (Bellator)

I look at the Ice-clan girl

Hide bloodlust when you are doing a sneak attack. You need to be like a snow storm happening without warning. (Bellator)

They all look at me with shocked eyes.

You all rely on your strength and magic to beat your opponents but, if you face a really trained person who is the same level as you they will beat you. (Bellator)

They look furious at me but, I simply dodge their attack and hit them on the back or trip them. The match continues with me humiliating them for 30 minutes after this they are on their sides, back, or stomach sweating and panting.

You even bad stamina most battles last 3 hour at the least you fail at being warrior with your sloppy moves. (Bellator)

I pick all three of them up and drop them off the stage.

Winner Bellator! (Announcer)

I simply walk in front of them.

Have anything to say. (Bellator)

The fire-clan guy walks up to me and bows.

Please teach me sensei. (Fire-Clan)

Please teach us. (Half-Giants)

I will teach how to fight but, when you graduate I will go with you to your clans and I will ask for one thing from each of your clans that I will not disclose until we are at the front gates of the city do you accept. (Bellator)

I-I cannot give you important things. (Fire-clan)

Fine it will be a request but, I will be as persuasive as possible. (Bellator)

They nod their head.

Tomorrow is your first day of training at the crack of dawn in front of the culinary room do not be late or their will be consequences. (Bellator)

After I tell them this information I give them a little pick me up potion I made. I think on what to teach them and decide to wing it. I leave the stage but, I am confronted by a group of people wearing black robes well shit I wanted to make a feast and invite Teacher Daniel, Vulpine, etc. Might as well go to the slave district to buy some “help” then cook for them to.