Carth's magical adventure, ROUND TWO, MOTHERFUCKERS!

[Carthrat]

Carthrat shrugs. "Maybe you could design new ones. How hard can it be?"

[Anastasia]

"I saw Diane create a new low level clerical spell once," she says. "It takes time, money and research. Lots of all three."

[Carthrat]

"But wouldn't it be worth it?" asks Carthrat.

[Anastasia]

"It can be, yes. Of course, you still need to get your diety to agree to the spell or all your work is wasted," she notes.

[Carthrat]

"Wouldn't Selena respect a spell designed for passive use?" points out Carthrat.

[Anastasia]

"She may," she shrugs. "Even as it stands, I'd need money and resources before it even became viable."

[Carthrat]

"As you say," replies Carthrat, chuckling. "Well, I'm off to fight again. Wish me luck, eh?"

[Anastasia]

"Sure," she says. "Good luck." She waves and goes back into the auditorium.

When you get back to the robot, you notice that the three previous matches are still open.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat enters all of them, figuring they'll all be simple victories..

[Anastasia]

"Very well. Proceed to the locker room and await futher instruction. Thank you." The robots around here are polite, at least.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat heads on to the locker room, pondering how the three-person fights will go..

[Anastasia]

Just as you sit down, another robot enters the locker room.

"Will Carthrat Tanewaki and Rangulus enter the ready room?" it annouces. A young blue skinned alien, perhaps 20 years old in Earth terms, steps up. He looks like young and vital, and his eyes are free of anything resembling intellect. He bounds off to the ready room...

[Carthrat]

Carthrat turns his personal shield back on, then heads out into the arena..

[Anastasia]

The instructions for this match are for a free battle, non lethal. Anything goes as long as it isn't fatal.

These are the simple instructions you are given.  

"Ladies and gentlemen, in his second apperance today, Carthrat Tanewaki hopes to make it two in a row!"

The blue skinned alien stands ready, a laser blade in his hand. He's holding it wrong, though, you note. All shoulders and no wrist work...

"Begin!"

[Carthrat]

Crouching, Carthrat pulls his still-loaded with stun-bullets pistol and aims to plug the guy in the chest.