Summoner Iyada vs Sylvia Culstone vs Cѳ$ѫїc Йїgнтѫаяё - Inco

Summoner Iyada  	The summoners hopped into the arena, and the moment she did a sprawling metropolis erupted all around her and all-through-out the confines of the arena, a massive cityscape with cyberpunk-styled buildings littered every which way one could look; but absolutely none of the buildings were in working order. The city was demolished, trashed, looted and abandoned, left to be the skeleton of some titanic beast, now rotting away and slowly being consumed by the surrounding vegetation. The summoner took a gander around the ruins and she smiled nodding her head, she lifted her hand up, palm facing the ground, and she immediately summoned the likes of Skrol into being. With no pomp or ceremony she slapped him on the back and the two booked it towards a subway station. Skrol's sword began to glow slightly and 4 purple-colored wisps flew from the blade and began to idly circle the two of them.

Sylvia Culstone  	Sylvia was next to enter the arena, making it a point to enter in opposite of Iyada. The battle field was perfect to say the least. Filled with a myriad of options she could use for cover. Given her area of entry, she decided to call out the Shutzen armor, the stealth field activating as she readied the reaper sniper rifle. Once everything checked out, she made her way into the tallest building in her area, hiking her way up the stairs for the roof to use as a sniper location. She was unsure of how ideal it would be, but at the very least it would give her a vantage point to survey the battle field and its combatants without having to worry about someone finding her too quickly.

Cѳ$ѫїc Йїgнтѫаяё  	As the last to enter, Rayda knew she was at a disadvantage and the prime target for ambush. Due to this, she chose to make her entrance in a centralized position, dropping into the most dense part of the metropolis. Her fall was graceful, and she managed to land without making too much noise. White hues scanned the immediate area looking for the other two combatants. With no one in sight, she began to move, heading towards a dark corner. With no knowledge of her opponents, she opted to become a ghost. To wait and observe in order to lean their strengths and weaknesses. Exploiting weak points was a specialty of Rayda, and protecting her own weak points was something she was good at as well. For now, she'd move from shadow to shadow, remaining out of sight until she found a good vantage point. Positioning herself on the tallest building in her area she began to scan the metropolis, sending out small amounts of quantum energy to see how the partials reacted to the area. If some one was within 20 meters of her, she'd know exactly were, from there she'd only get a generalized area for them.

Summoner Iyada  	continued running down into the subway system, taking quick stock of her surroundings and only now noticing how dark it was down below.The summoner didn't have to speak as Skrol deposited his sword behind his back and scooped her off her feat, beginning to carry her into the darkness of the subway. Though she could not see in the dark, he could. "Curious decision." Skrol murmured, and Iyada looked up at his glowing eyes, which made Skrol shrug. "Don't mind me, Mistress." With that simple interaction, they continued to run deeper still until Skrol found what he was after. "Perfect." Iyada said, noticing the way Skrol began to slow down. "Yes, Mistress." with that, Skrol kicked at the door and bashed it open, walking into the maintenance room of this part of the subway, quickly closing the door and setting Iyada down. "Good luck." He chimed, and she retorted. "You too." Iyada sat down on the ground and crossed her legs, closed her eyes, and put herself in a deep trance. Meanwhile Skrol walked back outside of the room and closed the door again, the wisps following, they suddenly beginning to rapidly fly back and forth between the walls, creating a wall of spiritual energy blocking off the way they had just came. Skrol pulled the sword off his back and put the tip to the ground, a light "clink" noise sounding as he did. The skeletal figure now idly waited within the pitch darkness, only the sound of whirling wisps resounding through the dark tunnels.