Sit. A special changeling

It was over. The week was finally over. The royal drones appeared at the edge of the pit and ordered them to get out of the pit. Everyone accepted happily. Noone wanted to be longer in there, even Venom seemed to relax a little by the thought to leave this deep and violent place.

Black was carrying Sit outside because he wasn't able to fly. Arcane just teleported out of the pit and the rest flew out. The lined up infrot of the royal drones.

"Eight... Quite a group you gathered there small changeling. This was supposed to be a test for your strengh but you made a teamsport out of it...Fine with us though. We saw that you could take down any of them." The royal drone who was appearently the leader walked up and down before Sit who just stood there.

Arcane frowned. He was sure that he was the most superior in the group with his magic but he kept quiet. He knew if he spoke without asking he would get big problems.

"But well... There is a small problem we have now... Besides you we can just allow four of your friends to come with you to the upper halls. And we will decide who it's gonna be with a test." The drone smiled at Sit as he stopped  infront of him. it was the most hostile smile Sit ever saw.

"T-that was not what i agreed to!" Sit spoke up to the guard infron of him. But he just recieved a strong punch against the chest that was to fast for Sit to react and so strong that his chest plates cracked and he got throwen back a few feet.

"You dare to speak back!? I have no problems to kill everyone of you right now! So be grateful for the generousity of our queen who allowed atleast a few of your companions. Now you seven here. Get In line We will decide if you are worth to enter the higher halls with testing your strengh. You will have to fight me and if you are still alive or don't surrender in three minutes, or even are able to deliver a hit into my face, then you are free to stay at the side of this pitiful excuse of a changeling. Just look at him. He's still just a weak child but... I have to admit he is alot craftier then he looks like. He was able to not even survive all this but also gain additional strengh in form of allies... And unique ones as well. I didn't knew there were still talented ones fighting down here. What held you down here while you could have easily proceeded to the next floor?" Again the royal drone was walking past the small group Sit gathere.

Sit was still laying on the ground and tried to to get his breathing under control. The hit had damaged his lungs through the plates.

Most of the group were looking at the guard. Just Facet and Black were looking at Sit. Suddenly Arcane started to state his reason why he was still in the lowest hall.

"Well I decided to stay here until i found a group fitting my strengh and talents. I mean even if i might be an amazingly strong changeling compared to most with my extraordinary magical talents. but I am no fool. Even i need to sleep and eat so i knew i need allies just as strong as myself. Well not entirely but i think you get my point." He was taking a step forward while he spoke.

The royal guard smirked.

"Hehe. Looks like we have someone who wants to get tested first." He walked directly infront of Arcane and looked down on him.

"So you think you can stand up against me for three minutes? With no wings?" He looked at the big horn and then the rest of Arcane.

"Very well. Follow me into the pit. We will fight there. And i won't hold back so you better look that you stay alive." He jumps into the pit and turns around.

Before he even turned around totally Arcane teleported over him and kicked after his face. The guard blocked with a smile.

"Just as i thought" The guard grinned and pushed Arcane back. Arcane landed on his hooves but struggles a second. The guards didn't waste a second and charged at him. The hit that slammed against Arcanes shield was so strong that it threw him away. Arcane crushed against the wall but the shield took most of it. So he was able to dodge the next hit barely.

Then he took initiative. He teleported behind the guard and fired a fireball at him. A strong stroke of the guards wings took it out. The guard frowned and charged at Arcane even faster now. But this time he was prepared.

The moment before the guard his the shield again he disabled it and moved his head to the side. The guard was a little surprised and needed one second to react. Enough dor Arcane. He managed to land a left hook from below. It was not even enough to move the guards head for more then just a little up but it counted as hit. Arcane sighed reliefed. But the guard seemed not to mind what he said before and gave Arcane also a left hook in arcanes guts.

But unlike Arcanes this one was... Really strong. Arcane got lifterd up from it and spit out blood and vomited something green. He flew a few feet away from the impact and writhed in pain where he hit the ground. he was still spitting and vomitting blood and other liquids. The guard smiled.

"Good. You pass." He looks up to the others who watched the fight from the edge of the pit. Blade and Facet looked concerned. Brat just looked down and frowned about the unfair attack the drown made but both didn't dare to speak up. Black shook his head.

"I saw that coming.. he shouldn't have stopped or drop guard after he hit him..." He truned around. Venom was looking down without any facial expression. Sit who recovered a little and crawled to the edge looked down and also shook his head.

"So who is next?" The guard looked away from Arcane, still smiling and turned around to the remaining group. Black sighed and jumped down. He kept his distance and looked at the relaxed stnading guard.

"Does the time already run? Three minutes or?" The gurad nodded and smiled. Black sighed kept his distance, trying to let as much time pass as possible.

Then the guard made his move. he slowly walked towards Black and kept his focus on him. he had realised that he was no fighting someone with much better physical condition and most likely more experience in close combat as Arcane who still layd on a ground and coughed from tiem to time. Black never saw a changeling cry before. But Arcane cried and held his stomach.

Black didn't have time to take his eyes off from the guard. That one came closer slowly and tried to push Black to a wall to make him unable to move that freely. Black noticed that and thought that it would be no use to wait any longer.

He took initative and attacked the guard with all he got. a strong fast hit towards his chest whilee watching out of conter attacks.

The guard looked concentrated and readied himself. he dodged the attack but as Black threw a kick right after the punch he needed to block. He was surprised by its strengh but withstood it without big troubles. he pushed him back and aimed at his face with his right.

Black halfly doged, halfly blocked it. Then he grabbed the hoof and tried to throw the guard over. The guard withstood and grabbed Blacks hoof in return and twisted it around. Black growled and bowed over ignoring the pain in his shoulder and threw the surprised guard over. He felt his shoulder crack but ignored it. He needed to fight.

The guard freed himself and rolled around but Black didn't stop to attack him. One hit followed the otehr and the guard was slowly pushed back. But then it happened

Suddenly the royal guard evaded one of Blacks kicks and grapped his leg. With surprising much strengh he pulled at it and threw Black over. Then he took his leg and twisted it around until it broke.

Black was hissing and tried to roll around but the guard already took his other leg and twisted it to the point it hurt but doesnt break.

"Give up. You lost." The guard was smiling and incresed the force on Blacks leg a little more. Black surpressed another sound and just looked at the guard. After a few seconds the guard stopped smiling. He broke the other leg.

Black didnt make a sound but drinded his teeth under the pain but he didnt give in. He did the opposite. With his legs now broken he could turn around and grabbed the throat of the guard.

The guard Looked surpirsed at Black and lets go of his leg. That was what Black hoped for. He used all his strengh and pushed the guard over and rolled on top of him. The guard groaned as Black, who was not light, landed on top of him and still held his throath. But the guard fought back. He kicked black betweenthe legs and even if the genitals of changelings are covered with a thick chitin plate did it hurt Black much enough to losen his grip for just a split second. This however was enough.

The guard pushed him back rolled over and tore open Blacks throath with his teeth. After a few seconds of struggeling Black stopped to move. His green blood ran out of the huge wound in his throath.

He looked up to Sit and the other members of the small group, that was something like his comrades for the past week a last time. Then his eyes got pale and his body relaxed totally.

Black was dead. The guard stood back up and growled out loud. He looked up to the edge of the pit as well and smiled bright with his face full of blood. He was breathing heavily but appearently he had no wounds.

"So... Who is up next?"