aidenpuccio
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Arkus stood facing the door to the Arena. Any minute now, and Shroud would walk through that door. The lights would flash, a bell would ring, and the match would begin. He grabbed his lightsaber, and ignited it. The glow of the red blade made him feel stronger, more alive.
He could feel the force flowing through his veins, and his blood coursing through him. He was ready for the match. And just when he became tired of waiting, he sensed Shroud approaching the door.
Arkus laughed under his breath. "Heh. Let's do this..."
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