Match 6- Uthar Vs Lurtz

Kefka: Hmm... it'll be interesting to a dark lord of the Sith aginst this Realy Mad guy... Anger will be flying all over the place... FIGHT!

"For the White Hand!" Lurtz shouted as he charged toward Uthar.

The Sith sent a flurry of lightning blasts at the Uruk but they seemed to bounce right off of him. Lurtz reached Uthar and delivered a powerful downward strike to him. Uthar blocked but the attack brought him to his knees.

Uthar grunted as he sent his opponent across the arena with the Force. He threw his saber at Lurtz but the creature simply cut the hilt in half.

"Haha, where's your weapon now, man?" the Uruk laughed as he began shooting flurries of arrows at the Sith.

The Sith nimbly dodged each arrow. "A minor setback," Uthar said, "The Dark Side is the only weapon I truly need." He sent a Force Cannonball at Lurtz sending him into a wall. He approached the wall as the dust was settling.

"RAAAAAWR!!!" The fully enraged Uruk-hai emerged and charged at Uthar.

Uthar easily jumped over Lurtz, but Lurtz swung around and smacked Uthar with his sheild. Lurtz threw down his weapons. The dazed Sith Master was lifted by his throat and began to get punched repeatedly in the face.

Uthar eventually came to his senses and began choking Lurtz with the Force. But neither combatant let go now it seemed to be a contest of how long the other could last without breathing.

Kefka: Come on one of you... END IT!

Lurtz raised Uthar into the air with both arms now and brought him down onto his knee. A loud crack, the sound of a breaking back, flooded the arena followed by an agonizing scream. Lurtz then threw Uthar against the wall.

Uthar was still conscious but seemed too tired and injured to do anything. He spluttered some curses but nobody could understand him.

Lurtz let out a victory yell and pulled out his bow. He notched three arrows, drew back his arm and fired. Before any of the arrows hit, however, they stopped mid-air. One slowly turned around and shot back at Lurtz; it hit him right between the eyes.

Most would have fallen over dead, but not this Uruk. He charged straight at Uthar, picking up his sword along the way, letting out a terrible war cry. Then the other two arrows shot back at Lurtz; one hit him in his neck and the other in his eye. But he kept on running. Uthar could do nothing anymore but wait for his inevitable fate.

Just before Lurtz was close enough to strike the finishing blow, he dropped his sword and fell, dead.

Fred: GAME SET!! The Winner is... Uthar.
Kefka: Ahh the sith, how very resourceful...

If this is going to continue, let's just say that Lurtz won. He's more fun for me to RP.