Dueling Ring Tournament Round 1: Mars vs Venom

[Mars]

Tattooine.

The desert planet was the site of countless important galactic events and the home world of both Skywalker children. Billions had lived and died benth the twin suns that baked the sea of sand. Today, another would be added to that count.

The newly appointed Sith Lord stood across from his opponent, whom he admittedly knew little about. His armor was left on his ship and he instead wore a set of gray light robes that were easy to move in. His purple-bladed light saber hummed to life in his right hand and the Anzati beast allowed the force to fill his veins. This one's death would be swift.

"Ready when you are, fool."

 

[Venom]

Zhorin coughed and looked around at the alien landscape around him. He had heard of sand before, but had never seen it, and from how hot it was on his bare feet, he was left thinking that it sucked. His tattered clothes wouldn't do much for him if his stay on this planet was extended, though he had a feeling that it wouldnt be.

He had been informed that he would be fighting for his life against someone. No one had bothered to tell him who it would be, but he honestly didnt think it would matter, his head was already killing him, and he was fairly certain that the only "weapon" he had with him was a small makeshift shiv.

"Oh well," He thought to himself, "better to at least fight then just die."

"I guess Im as ready as Ill ever be." His voice was raspy from thirst, and he wasnt even sure his opponent could hear him. He drew his shiv and prepared for the worst.