As Henry entered into the stadium he quickly saw his opponent and realized the first plan of action. Looking around the audience seemed to clap and wail at the appearance of the elements, which was a sign of the commencing battle. Taking several steps to his left, Henry drew his sword and with his right and free sent a boulder flying towards himself. As the attack closed in the crowd went into a confused silence. With a lung against the rock his sword was stuck in its center then with a flick flung the debris towards his enemy, leaving a thick out shell around his blade.
Then to send the attack to a much faster speed a gust of wind was blown from Henry’s mouth into the missing middle acting as a bottle to catch the air. Finally three strikes were made with his now blunted rock sword, the first a perfect horizontal strike followed by left then a right vertical cut, unleashing three waves of visible air currents. Now pleased with his furry of earth and air began a slow jog closing the space between him and his opponent slightly. Both his hands on the heavy straight sword Henry gave a slight smile, happy with the beginning of this fight.
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