Irnisc threw the spear again and hit the back of the elemental this time, but the spear was then assimilated by its roots, sinking within its back and out of its chest. The wooden elemental turned to the spirit and again charges to strike. Irnisc phases through, but the elemental spun its blade around and scratched his helmet. Although missed, it's getting close in actually hitting him.

Irnisc panicked so slightly because of his helmet it looked like he didn't. He was having a hard time using the spear but he already has a weapon to go back to the weapons rack like an idiot. Irnisc grabbed the spear and tried to thrust it again but this time on the elemental's arm where his sword is.

The wooden elemental blocked away the spear Irnisc just thrusted and charged at him again. The spirit tried evading its fast swings, but the elemental was catching on to his evasive actions. The elemental elbows him in the chest and sticks the blade through his arm. No blood was visible, but the pain was there. Irnisc screamed in agony as he tried to pull it out of him.

"I got you now," Lhavram whispered.

Unique in a bad way, I should have agreed on the dying thing Irnisc thought, trying to be as calm as possible and phased out of the blade. It really hurt and was now having a harder time using the spear, since he is usually used at using weapons double-handed. Now, Irnisc tried whacking the spear towards the elemental, expecting it to easily dodge it, giving a small time frame where he could thrust the spear toward it or fail miserably. Irnisc was desperate and just thrusted his spear again after the whack.

Irnisc threw his spear again and it plunge deep within the wooden elemental's chest, though the creature still stands. It only took a glance at it and continues to pursue the spectre. Lhavram was still watching the fight with that malevolent grin on his aged face, stroking the beard with gratification.

"This isn't looking good," Jarvis stated, "Irnisc has to do something. As long as that barrier totem stands, he won't last long in the arena."

Irnisc saw the spear at the elemental's chest and knew he was gonna take more damage. When the elemental began pursuing him, Irnisc was able to go to the barrier in a sprint. When he knew he was close to the barrier, he immediately sidestepped so he won't be pushed by the barrier and hopefully the elemental will be able to be pushed by the barrier, even though he knew it was for spirits like him.

"Faith Jarvis faith," Kairo kept observing, "Irnisc was able to deal with an arcane elemental and earth elemental, he'll be able to do this." He smiled, "So then tell me about those super strong fellas, the Champions or whatever they're called."

"The champions?" Jarvis raised his eyebrow at the curious elf. "Alright then, the Seven Champions are gladiators that have come a long way to the top of the tower. These gladiators are among the most powerful and are a force to be reckoned with. As the elites they are, the champions also serve as the leader's moderators, checking through the lower tiers for any signs of revolt or escaped fighters."

The wooden elemental charges at Irnisc only to have him phase through him in time. Since the elemental isn't a spirit, it slipped through the barrier and accidentally fell onto the totem, breaking it. Lhavram was thunderstruck and outraged in what just happened.

"You fool! Look what you've done!" The barrier around the dark shaman finally vanished, leaving him vulnerable.

Got him! Irnisc thought. He immediately pulled the spear as hard as he can from the elemental and ran towards Lhavram, and thrusted his spear at the shaman hopefully for the last time. He had to thrust instead of throwing to make sure that the spear will hit and if it missed he won't have to pick it up and give Lhavram more time to react.

"Hey! Look what I said!" He cheered for Irnisc. He turned back to Jarvis, "So there's seven of them huh? Is one of them," he shrugged, "I don't know... a githyanki?"

"A githyanki?" Jarvis looks puzzled by Kairo's questions. "I don't know what you're trying to say, but there aren't any githyanki champions as of yet. So far there's Draymond the Impossible, Onzuh, Amirah, Faezira, Mhesenne, Marx, and Nix."

Irnisc thrust his spear with all the strength he can muster as he charged towards Lhavram. The spear finally struck at the dark shaman, piercing through his chest with a sudden gasp escaped from his aging lips. He then fell to his knees and gripped on the spear, peering into the specter's eyes before rolling back to his head. His body no longer made movement.

"The winner," the goblin announced, "Irnisc!!"

The crowd roared with joy after an eventful and exciting fight. Jarvis smiled and wiped the sweat from his brow.

"Well done, Irnisc."

Irnisc and Kairo we're later led back to their cell, Jarvis followed and care to speak with them.

"Irnisc, you did wonderful out there, although the battle was a bit drawn out, it did bring in the suspension that everyone hungered for." His eyes glanced at Kairo and back at the specter.

"I suggest you do your training beforehand. The training grounds are below the arena, all you have to do is ask the minotaur to escort you. I wouldn't recommend using your phasing ability, someone higher up will catch you." He stepped away and head for the door.

"Kairo," he called, "about our conversation, are you mentioning... 'Khazarin?'" Kairo's elf ears perked up from the name in surprise.

"I must warn you, she's a powerful gladiator. Far powerful than I've seen during my days in the Tower; her strength and prowess might even surpass one of the seven champions. If you were ever paired with her, surrender if you wish to save your elfish hide."

He then heads out of the room and closes the door.

"Khazarin?" Kairo mouthed. He smiled, he finally got a name to the face. He stretched and tried to pat Irnisc on the back but his hand phased through. He tapped the ghost on the helmet and chuckled at the dull ping. "Nice job roomie, was afraid I would be left all on my lonesome. So then, off to the training grounds?" He banged on the now locked door. "Oh Mr. Minotaur Guard! We seek relief of this cold, unwelcoming cell and to be escorted to the training grounds where we can sweat our blood and sweat in preparation for our next death match!" He smiled and laughed.

Nothing else to do so "Sure, I'll join you Kairo" Irnisc said. He wasn't used to any weapon other than the ones he used at the match earlier so he thought on practicing on using them.

"As my roommate has said, may you escort us to the tranign grounds?"