[heirtothemonado]

Wl44LoTOp_1d20+2 (Shulk's Nemean Pounce Dodge: Failure)

The ether had just finished to patch himself up when a large wall of muscle and fur collided with him and sent him to the dirt. Shulk tried pulling himself out from  under Benedikt's grip, but the lion was just too heavy for Shulk to move on his own. Luckily, Benny got off of him before he suffocated, but he still had an iron grip on his arm, pulling him back around before slamming his knee into Shulk's stomach and knocking the wind out of him yet again. Benny seemed to be getting a tad violent now, Shulk thought.

(Shulk cannot Dodge Wrestling due to the Grapple!)

Shulk was getting a bit dizzy, or maybe that was the repeated knees to the stomach. Either way, he didn't know whether he could take much more of this. He couldn't heal again yet, and the Monado wasn't able to do anything helpful. His only way out was to hope he could damage Benny enough to bring him down before he got hit again. As Benny held him in place, Shulk attempted to swing the Monado at Benny's torso, hoping to get him to drop him.

p_1d20 (Shulk's Shaker Edge! DMG 19%)

Shulk swung again and again, hoping and praying to Bionis that Benedikt would loosen his grip on him before he passed out.

p_1d20 (Shulk's Shaker Edge! DMG 19%)
p_1d20 (And again)

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Shulk
Health: 10/145
Shield: 45/45
Status: Struggling

1d20+2·1d20·1d20·1d20

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Despite having a grip on the poor guy, the lion had to be alert since a prey stuck in a corner tended to be more wild and desperate. This was true with Shulk as well. He needed to get himself out of the way by some means to avoid these sword strikes.

HG94hdU5p_1d20-1 (Shaker Edge, Dodge Fail!)
p_1d20-1 (Shaker Edge, Dodged!)
p_1d20-1 (Shaker Edge, Dodged!)

The lion's body, showing signs of various beatings, was being to crumble under the continuous assaults. A close match indeed. Still, he decided it was in their best interests that neither combatant was injured too much. This was not a coliseum in Sophos where beating someone senseless, even after being knocked out, was a desire among the crowd. So, in a twist of events, the beastkin released Shulk from his grasp.

However, this was not the end of their duel quite yet. One of them needed to go down, and Benny sure was not going to forfeit this late into the game. Rushing at the Monado Boy, he went for a few jabs to his foe's body.

p_1d20+4 (Brawler, 6% Damage, COMBO)
p_1d20+4 (Brawler, 6% Damage, COMBO)
p_1d20+4 (Brawler, 7% Damage, COMBO)

If Shulk was not defeated by those assaults, he'd go in for a simple kick.

p_1d20+4 (Brawler, 6% Damage)

And if the boy was even more agile than anticipated, he lion spun around for a donkey kick.

p_1d20+4 (Brawler, 6% Damage)

BENEDIKT HP: 47/190 MP: 4/4 Shield: 70/70 Status: Pumped Cooldowns: (Spartan Lariat, COMPLETE), (Nemean Pounce, 3 Posts) Appeal: 117

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[heirtothemonado]

Shulk staggered forward as Benny suddenly released him. Why did he do that? He wasn't complaining, mind you, he could breathe properly again, but from a fighter's perspective, it didn't make much sense. Didn't he have Shulk right where he would have wanted him? He didn't have much time to dwell on that though, because Benny's fists came flying at him again.

Dj8LDSy6p_1d20+2 (Shulk's dodge of Brawler: Failure)
p_1d20+2 (Shulk's dodge of Brawler: Failure)

Shulk tried to get out of the way, he really did, but he was exhausted. He'd taken quite the beating already, and his body had had just about enough. As those last couple punches landed across his chest, Shulk stumbled back a few steps, tried unsuccessfully to maintain his balance, then fell onto his back, staying there.

To the casual observer, it might look like Shulk had lost consciousness, but after a few seconds, though, he slowly got up, still wincing a little from the beating he had received. "That's....That's enough..." Shulk panted, holding up a hand in surrender. "I give...I give up.." Shulk staggered to his feet, leaning on the Monado a little bit for support, before turning to Benny and smiling, albeit a bit painfully.

"That was a good fight. It was close for a couple minutes too..." Shulk took another breath, trying to get his back after the multiple blows to the stomach. "But, I don't think I really I stood a chance against you. Didn't look like my attacks were doing much of anything."

Finally regaining his balance and a proper amount of air, he walked over to Benny, and held out a hand for a handshake. A show of good sportsmanship was the least he could offer, right?

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Shulk
Health: 0/145
Status: KO'd

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VICTORY!

His fist remained held as the Monado Boy fell. Some opponents were tricky and enjoyed fooling the lion into a false sense of security. The silence, however, confirmed that victory was given to the musclebound beastkin, who threw his arms up and flexed for the crowd. "GRAAAWR HAHAHAA! Taaat's what happens when ya mess with ta Monster himself!" Despite Benny's own state, the surge of confidence from his win pumped the adrenaline throughout his body, the man beginning to do a few flips as he showed off for the crowd.

Even something as daring as a single arm handstand. What? He was strong enough to life his own body weight.

Benny turned back to his opponent, who struggled to remain on his own two feet. Poor kid. Even the beastkin remembered when he was young and unable to fend off his foe, albeit, he was lucky enough to be as durable as he was. No, this guy seemed like a regular old human, and far from a bad one. Chuckling, the lion took his ground breaking steps towards Shulk, extending his own arm for the handshake. However, both hands were used as a massive grin spread across the beast's maw. It was a comical shake, though one with far less hostility than it appeared. "Aww don't worry about it, kiddo," he said, voice lowered, "Ya did really really good I tink! Yeah yeah yeah. Sorry ... I kinda learned ta play for the crowd so they ain't gettin' bored."

There had to be some way to make up for beating the pulp out of this kid. Guilt was not necessary within the Stadium, of course, but a professional combatant versus someone who did not have a warrior's stamina in Benny's eyes? A good rest of some kind was in order. Even the lion can think of something satisfactory enough. A moment of thought shifted through his mind, eyes beaming in joy, "OOooo I know! I'm gonna treat ya ta food, okay? OKAY! Come on kiddo, yous gave me a really good fight and stuff sos I'm gonna get ya a meal! Sound good?"

Yet, the man forgot his manners, reaching for Shulk in attempts to grab him ... which will lead to him tossing the boy over the shoulder and running out of the arena floor.

BENEDICTUS HP: 47/190 MP: 4/4 Shield: 70/70 Status: Pumped Cooldowns: Don't Matter No More Final Appeal: 117

[heirtothemonado]

Shulk was...almost pulled off the ground by the force of Benny's two-pawed handshake, but he managed to stay on his feet. "Th-thank you.." Shulk shakily replied. "You did well too. And I understand. You had to put on a show. And judging by how the crowd is reacting, I'd say you did a pretty good job."

Shulk listened as Benny offered to treat him to a meal as repayment for beating on him. "Oh, that's alright, you don't have to -oof!" Shulk didn't even get to voice his refusal before Benny has picked him up and thrown him over his shoulder. Oh well. It was mostly out of modesty that Shulk was trying to refuse, but if Benny insisted, then he might as well take him up on his offer. Not that he seemed to have much choice. Resigned to his fate, Shulk slumped over Benny's shoulder as he carried him out of the stadium. Might as well relax a bit if nothing else..

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(Shulk End Presence!)