366 To the Final

On this cloudy morning, there were growing patches of blue, the sort of hue that was soft and bright at the same time. Though beneath the sheet of cloud was a gray that deepened to steel, the leading edge was a brilliant white, as if it was the pages of a new book ready for any curious eye. So, on this day that could bring rain or sunshine, no one in the arena except the VIP guests and commentators remained in their seats. Their eyes were glued to the battle stage. In the center of the battle stage, two figures were laying on the floor. One was completely bathed in blood from head to toe. The other one was no different than the other except he knelt on the battle stage on one knee. Anyone could tell he was about to tumble down any second.

The figure laid on the ground was Ducan, a rogue cultivator while the other was Andrew. This was the first fight of the Semi-final which would decide the finalist.