Once the instinct they had gained from becoming squires guided them in what to do. So two more squires walked down from the stands to stand on the tilt yard and fight under their lord red razor armory's gaze. Razor Leg watched with anticipation from the stands as he had not been picked yet and as one of the only two left that hadn't fight yet that meant that his match would be next.

  So he watched the two squires face each other as the other four had to do from opposing sides. On one side was an angry undead grass centipede and on the other was an angry undead grass spider. The name of the angry centipede squire was Bloody Cutter as he had through a though process none knew figured out how to turn the grass blades that covered all angry undead necrotic centipedes into a claw made up of smaller grass blades.

  He used this new claw grass blade of his to chew through his opponent once he had gripped it around them. So it would be interesting to see how he used such a weapon when the tournament they were in called for quick strikes. Which his claw grass blade was not used for as it was meant to hold an opponent and shredded them as it did so.

  So while Bloody Cutter worked on his blade practice swinging trying to find the best way to use it in a quick attack Razor Leg turned his attention towards Blood Cutter's opponent on the opposite side of the yard. The angry spider squire known as Bloody Catcher was practicing how best to use their legs.

  Bloody Catcher had gotten their name from their use of the thorns at the end of their legs. He would keep his opponents at a distance thrusting his sharp pointed spear like legs that all angry necrotic grass spiders had and tangle them up in the thorn like spikes that covered it. Which meant that Bloody Catcher effectively hooked his enemies on his legs causing them to be shredded as he drew them closer once he caught them.

  Neither squire was suited for the joust as it seemed no angry necrotic grass elemental squire was. As their focus on dueling each other seem to keep them from developing the charging combat techniques that regular mounted riders would have. Though the tournament went in despite this their anger and skill in dueling making up for their life if jousting skills.

  The two anger squires face each other on opposing sides and after having their short practice to find the best strike charged forward at an unheard single. The two sides quickly met at the center of the small spike wall. Bloody Cutter's claw blade meeting the thorn legs harpoons of Bloody Catcher. The blades clashed for a mere moment as the two come next each other.

  Three large slashing sounds reverberated through out the tilt yard as the two quickly clashed before founding themselves out of range of each other. Though neither did any real damage to the other besides a few cut to their weapons of choice. So both squires quickly turned around and charged once more. Bloody Catcher trying to tear into his opponent with harpoon like legs while Bloody Cutter tried to use his claw grass blade to cut his opponents leg off.

  Neither succeeded merely clashing in a short dance of grass blades before they were out of range of each other. The clashing if their weapons echoing all around them and continuing to do so as the two squires turned around and did the charge once more to clash again. So the cycle happened at least a dozen times before Bloody Catcher over extended and so Bloody Cutter capitalized on the moment taking the harpoon leg off.

  So it was with his favorite weapon removed Bloody Catcher was defeated. Though he held up a few other legs showing he was more than ready to use them as his harpoons. " Enough you have fought well but you are defeated go to the stands." Lord Red Razor Armory commanded and so he was obeyed. The two anger squires returned to the stands and the next two came down.

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  Razor Leg found himself filled with excitement as he made his way down the steps of the stands and on to the tilt yard. He was also filled with rage to face his opponent but that was a natural state for all of his kind. So it was that he took a moment to practice his skill of of manipulating attacks by tangling them up in the thorns on his leg. He thought on how exactly he was going to use that in this match.

  The best way he supposed would be to tangle the opponents weapon as usual but to get them to throwing at the grounds that way they'll end up tripping up their own charge. Which should take themselves out of the match Razor Leg looked across the yard to see his opponent to see the likely hood of this happening. He did not like his odds.

  As his opponent was Razor Grass a rather strange one for their kind. As he had taken inspiration from those they had fought specifically the grass maze that had stopped them so long ago. The angry necrotic grass spider squire did this by forming a series grass blades on his back. They moved in the wind and he used them to cut any who struck him and countered with the dozen of grass blades that covered his back.

  So for Razor Leg to be able to redirect so many blades would be a challenge and to mention that as a spider version of their kind Razor Grass was on the rather stable side structurally speaking. Razor Leg had no more time to think on how to best handle Razor Grass as the single to start had her given both squires could feel it though neither heard it.

  Razor Leg charged his arachnid legs quickly carrying him across the yard with razor grass matching his speed. He brought his blade leg to bear and tried to use its thorns to redirect the dozens of grass blades belonging to Razor Grass. He didn't succeed he barely managed to redirect three and so Razor Leg braced himself for the rest of the grass blades to hit him.

  The grass blades didn't hit him and so he reached the other end of the tilt yard unharmed and enraged. As Razor Leg first thought was that he had been let go that razor grass had thought him unworthy of an attack after his failed attempt to redirect all his blades. As he turned around fury evident and took in Razor Grass he saw the truth and calmed himself slightly as his kind were always angry to a degree.

  The truth revealed was that Razor Grass controlled his grass blades as one not individually. He could see that as having redirected a few had caused the rest to get out of alignment with each other and it took Razor Grass a moment to get his blades moving in sync once more.

  The two stared at each other across the yard now having the measure of each other and charged once more each trying to get an edge on the other. They clashed again and again Razor Grass trying to lay into him with all his grass blades while Razor Leg redirect them again biding his time until finally the time came.

  On their fifteenth clash of blades Razor Leg having gotten the measure of how best to redirect Razor Grass blades. So he performed his perfect redirection forcing three blades to clash with others on Razor Grass back causing a chain reaction. Before Razor Grass could even understand what was going on the blades on his back spun him around then proceed to dig him into the ground.

  Razor Grass lay there for a moment trapped by his blades but he managed after a few harsh moments of struggling to get a few blades out. He brandishing them at Razor leg showing he was willing to keep going despite being pinned so thourly. Though Razor Grass dream of continuing the match despite such a disavantage was driven from him with the lord words.

  " Enough! You have both proven yourselves but the loss is yours Razor Grass accept it and both of you return to the stands." Lord Red Razor Armory said before helping Razor Grass get unstuck quickly then turning back to look towards the stands once they were all there.

  " It does me good to see my kin now the true rage of our kind to never give up in defeat and to use rage to press ever forward despite all reason saying we have lost. Despite that victory must be granted during this tournament." Lord Red Razor Armory said to the gathered squired his voice both angry yet steady at the same time.

  "So it is that I name the winners of the first round. The winners are Red Thrust, Red Wall, Bloody Cutter and finally Razor Leg. You four will go onto the next round." Lord Red Razor Armory said confirming the earlier match result. So it was that for a moment all eight squires returned to the stands all of them waiting to find out who would be first to fight in the next round and who would reign victorious in the end.