"Welcome back ladies and gentlemen. After a brutal last experience we are finally ready to get back under way. No one can deny this is shaping up to be the best tournament in the Multiverse. So let us get this show on the road!"
The crowd roars with excitement, the announcer basking in the cheers knowing he has done his job making the crowd feel at ease.
" Let us introduce our combatants. On one side we have Maralen of the Mornsong!"
Maralen enters the arena with an old treefolk by her side giving her shade from the sun. A tall thin elf stands in front of the crowd her yellow-gold like skin still shinning in the sun light.
" Our other warrior is non other than Jarad, Golgari Lichlord!"
A creepy almost zombie like figure walks out to the crowd. Hidden beneath his cloak, Jarad stands before everyone ready to do battle against Maralen.
" Well let us not diddle with things, warriors.... CLASH!"
Both warriors take their stands and start the battle off slowly. Each one building up their mana neither one making any big moves just yet. That is until Jarad makes the first creature presence on the battlefield.
" Well how about I start things off then? Golgari Thug I command you to come forth!" commands the master of death.
The ground cracked and split as a gruesome figure came up from the ground. Jarad's thug has risen from the very ground and now stands ready to serve his master. Dirt slipping off his tattered cloak and his rusted blade drawn for battle.
Maralen calmly sends forth her golem and teases her foe, not showing a single emotion on her face.
" Well that was .... creepy to say the least folks, but he is a powerful necromancer so we will be seeing a lot of this from Jarad." the announcer is attempting to keep everyone into the match. Not an easy task after the last round mind you.
Jarad feeling insulted by this move of Maralen, decides his next move is something he must do. Now with access to his green mana, he casts another necromancer spell.
" Varolz, the Scar-Striped I command your presence. " chants the necromancer with a hoarse shallow voice.
Varolz then stands before everyone scars all over his body ready to kill his next foe. This is Jarad's second in command and he shows it well. The scars spread across him show his experience in battle. He is clearly a powerful warrior troll.
Again Maralen is unaffected by anything that Jarad tosses her way. Jarad makes his next move and it is explosive. He uses the power of his Buried Alive spell and sends a total of three creatures straight to the graveyard! Shambling Shell, Stinkweed Imp, and finally the powerful Golgari Grave-Troll have now been sent to the graveyard.
Finally Maralen summons a very odd and old looking creature. Skirge Familiar is now standing in front of her ready to battle if called upon. The sun is now beginning to set and her treefolk servant is slowing retreating from covering her. At this same time Jarad has lowered his hood both warriors showing their glowing eyes ready for the darkness.
"So it would seem Maralen, but I will be the victor in the end regardless of how much fun this will be. "gloats the necromancer.
"It looks like things are going to get that much better everyone, so hold on tight." The crowd is now silent watching this battle unfold. Neither side has shown any flash to their battle style. This is just a simple who has the better dark magic match.
Jarad cracks a smile now visible to everyone, he knows he has just what is needed to stop Maralen's plan from unfolding. In a flash of black and green magic, her Familiar is now rotting sinking into the ground. Everyone is now on the edge of their seats wondering what just happened!
Jarad suddenly explains what has happened. " My Putrefy spell has now taken your Familiar to the graveyard Maralen. Not going to let you end this battle that fast, I know of that ancient combination."
The crowd roars with a thunderous cheer for the first time this whole battle. Darkness has fallen on the arena now. The two warriors have already asked that the lights be on dime for them to be at max battling power. In response to their request, only a few of the stadium lights have come on allowing for both the crowd and warriors to see.
Maralen responds by casting out the Elixir of Immortality and using it's power straight away. This gets her familiar back from the grave and into her spell tomb. Jarad just continues his next plan of attack. Sending forth his Stinkweed Imp and daring Maralen to make another move.
Using his powerful Murder spell he kills off her Familiar yet again. With a prompt command he sends forth Varolz into an attack. She puts her golem to block and triggers Varolz's special ability. Stinkweed Imp is sent to the grave to keep him alive. A minor sacrifice for the master of the dead. But Maralen will toss another curve ball into this battle...
The crowd has again roared with excitement in the air after what Maralen has just done. Ad Nauseam has been cast to gain the upper hand on Jarad yet again!
Jarad now has unleashed a flurry of spells. Eternal Witness has now come forth against Maralen bringing with her the power of Exhume. Exhume in return brings back Kessig Cagebreakers and finally he sends forth the Stinkweed Imp yet again.
" Things have really started to heat up now ladies and gentlemen. Each gathering of mana has now escalated things to another level. I guess they were right, the night has settled in and things are only getting more exciting." the announcer and crowd can hardly hide their excitement. What other twists will they each have no one is sure about.
Maralene answers this question by again sending out her Familiar. This is means another flurry of spells coming from Jarad. In a lighting fast chain reaction, Jarad sends out a zombie like clone of Vraska the Unseen and destroys her familiar. Clearing the path for the Kessig Cagebreakers to attack bringing with him a total of nine wolfs to attack as well. Maralene makes her clone block the Cagebreakers and takes the rest.
"You have proven to be a tough foe Jarad. But you will not obtain victory as easy as you believe. I am still in this battle. " boasts the elf. More or less bluffing knowing that there isn't much she can do against the army that Jarad has assembled.
" A valiant effort Maralen, but this is the end for you I'm afraid." Jarad calmly boasts to the elf.
A surge of mana glows from Jarad, Treassured Find is cast and in return brings back his most powerful artifact. Bonehoard appears and is now equiped to the Stinkweed Imp. The final attack is now easy to do. Kessig Cagebreakers , Stinkweed Imp and now a large pack of wolfs are sent forth attacking Maralen. She bows her head knowing there is nothing left for her to do...
"Ladies and gentlemen we have a victor! Jarad has beaten Maralen and will advance to the next round towards the finals!" some of the crowd cheer others stumble out of the arena exhausted from a long day. What will the next round of the tournament be like?
Thalia, Guardian of Thraben
Karrthus, Tyrant of Jund
Numot, the Devastator
Jarad, Golgari Lich Lord
Nicol Bolas
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