[Coolshaymin]

“ ... It seems like no matter what the fighting continues and I lost track of that strange figure too. On top of that Xion is being targeted by this 'Starvia threat too. Just when I thought that finally we could all go back to old times, this time without the Organization... ”

Roxas lamented as a portal of darkness opened itself on the field of battle. He did not know why he could make Corridors of Darkness again but it was faster than flying around. He picked his head up as he discarded his casual clothes for his cloak for now. He only had the one pair on him and he did not want his normal clothes to get ruined in a fight. Though he had to admit, now that he was in the arena this place reminded him of the Olympus Colloseum back when he was working for the Organization. Phil mistook him for some new rookie and had him fight. It was actually kind of fun and he got the hearts needed for the job back then... Thankfully he was doing this because he wanted to this time and not because Xemnas was making him.

“ "I just need to get stronger again so I can protect Xion and anyone else that arrives. This actually feels pretty familiar too. So I'll give it my all to do that! Whoever comes for the challenge at this Stadium I'll be sure to give my all against. And at the end of the day I'll find Xion for some Ice Cream to celebrate! I'm ready." ”

 

Roxas went even further into the nostalgia train as he held both hands out. One accumulating with a light like energy, the other with a dark light energy before they formed into his signature Keyblades, Oathkeeper and Oblivion as he was prepared to fight. Time to get used to the flow of battle again so that he may help the cause and assure his friends' safety.

Roxas HP: 140 Shield HP: 45

[Mari]

Today, Roxas' opponent would be ...a very pretty young girl?? Definitely not the most intimidating looking opponent, especially if you didn't know who she was. Arle meandered out onto the arena floor, looking around curiously as the crowd greeted her with a roar. She stopped for a moment to silently appreciate her fame, as intimidating as it was sometimes. She had to remind herself that this was just a stadium match, and not a big deal. Approaching Roxas, she beamed at him, her striking golden eyes somewhat inviting. "Hi! My name's Arle. You look ... familiar, somehow." Arle greeted, eyeing Roxas up and down. She didn't have the heart to tell him she'd nearly mistaken him for a girl for a moment there. She mostly associated that robe with Xion, after all. "...Are those ... keys? --Nevermind. Let's have a good match, okay?" Arle asked, balling a fist and flexing an arm rather spiritedly. There wasn't much muscle to show off, but it was the spirit that counted, right?