Rion stepped outside onto the platform, his black and gold backpack slung over his right shoulder. The wind blew moderately around him, his white headband and auburn hair blowing to the side to reveal his deep blue eyes. His calm face scanning the area for his opponent.

Setting his bag down on the ground he unzipped his blue hoodie tossing to the side to reveal a sleak black body armor. The chest piece was compact and able to withstand high amounts of punishment. The sleeves of a gold color were made of out a similar material though not as strong to be able to give full mobility.He pulled off his black warm ups to reveal black leg armor much like what he was wearing on his arms.

He put his bag back over his shoulder, kicking his discarded clothes to the side. He let out a sigh unsure of who his opponent was he decided to just wait, his gloved hands coming together to rotate his wrists in preperation.

The retired hero walked casually inside the arena, both hands in inside the front pockets of his gray and black camo pants, his thumbs sticking out. He wore a simple black tank top, not wanting to dirty one of his favourite shirts and a pair of black combat boots. His usual carefree smirk crept across his face as tendrils of white energy began to seep from his skin, twisting and dancing all over his body, emitting a soft white glow. He stopped a dozen meters in front of his young student and, taking his hands out of his pocket, slid his right foot back.

“For today’s gym class... MORTAL KOMBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!!!”

He'd yell out, completely ignoring the fact that that reference was almost as old as he was.

The Storm SeVant walked up slowly as well, reaching into his bag with his right hand to pull out his PDA. He pulled up a 3D touch screen hitting a few of the keys to intiated its scanning application. It took in the information for Renegade after he input the shortcut macro to just pull up the important information.

Name: David Renegade
Powers and Abilities: Energy Manipulation
Threat Level: Moderate

Rion put his PDA back in his bag, zipping it up. He turned his head to the side cracking his neck both ways before shaking out his arms and legs. He got into a loose fighting stance, analizing his opponents movements. He looked at Renegade's body language and the way his feet were spread apart. For the first time today he smirked as he inched up closer towards his opponent, not in any real rush to charge in. If the fight was going to go the way he thought, what was the rush?

"It exteneds pretty far.."

Raising his right brow, he reaches around his back calmy as his gym teacher makes his charge. He watched as the saber cut across the ground towards him. His right hand gripped his beam knife which was housed in its storage unit behind his back. He pulled it out quickly hitting the button on the handle a golden energy blade. With his blade facing downwards he double taps the power button causing his to extend also, the point of his beam knife cutting an inch down into the ground. Renegade's beam would collide with his causing a green spark in the center where they connect.

Rion then planted his right foot taking off running towards Renegade dragging his sword along the way. When he got in close enough he flicked his wrist slightly using his sword to slice the hilt of Renegade's weapon shutting it's power off. His right eye looking towards Renegade's energy charged hand. Not a good position.

"It extends pretty far.."

Instead of going with his original strategy he reached back, right brow raised. Pulling out his beam knife he hits the power button extending the golden blade to block the incoming sword swing. He jumped backwards opting to play towards his strengths instead of Renegade's. He tucked quickly landing on his left foot first. His eyes were shining a golden light. Within a second one could see the clouds rolling in. It started to rain slowly, the drops hitting his knife and dissipating before he cut it off. 

"You almost got me teach." He called out as the mist started rolling in. The te light shining through began to distort his image slightly giving him a "Predator" outline." 

His smirk grew wider as he saw Rion pull back, the boy already figuring out the faint attack. Very impressive for his age.

“Woulda been disappointing if I did.”

The tendrils of white energy on his arm grew longer and thicker as they were pulled toward the orb within his left palm. Rain fell from the sky though not one drop touched his body, the weak cinetic energy generated by his aura keeping them at bay. Each drop that slid over his aura absorbed a bit of his energy and the water that slowly accumulated beneath his feet began to generate the same soft glow his body did. Though Rion created mist around them, both their forms remained perfectly visible. The boy must have had a plan in mind. Alright.

The glowing water on the ground around him gathered beneath the sole of his feet and Renegade once against launched himself forward, extending his sword even further to make sure the boy couldn’t escape it. His Feet slid across the ground as he moved forward, allowing him to keep perfect footing without loosing speed. He swung his sword upward at the boy from right to left, then again in the other direction in an X shape, the orb within his hand splitting in two as he did.

As the blade came down at him he took a few steps back, trying to spot a hole in Renegade's offense. The blade would swing past him twice, leaving him in an unadvantagous position. Further more those few steps back wouldn't get him completely out of the way of the swing. It also wouldn't protect him against the energy blast that had been primed from the start of the fight.

As the blade came down at him he took a wide step towards his sword arm also spinning as he did to arc away from the blade. He pushed the button on his beam knife his right hand deflecting the sword with the blade. Now at Renegade's blind spot, keeping his left hand tightly close to his chest to prevent his limbs from being swiped at he opened his palm firing a powerful bolt of electricity at him aimed directly at his exposed ribs due to his cross swinging motion. The rapidly moving blast would do twice as much damage due to the water already soaking Renegade and his clothing. The energy would come out of his hand in a triple forked motion leaving no room to move forward or backwards anymore.

So the boy gave up on ranged combat, good. Renegade observed Rion as he charged right in and twisted himself around the attack, getting into the veteran cape’s blind spot. As the boy moved forward to strike, the energised water beneath the hero’s feet that still kept on acumulating slid him slightly to the side so Rion wouldn’t completely be in his blind spot.

Planting his feet in the ground he’d push the water out from under his feet, it immediatly took the shape of a rod that stretched up in front of Rion’s hand. Then, bringing his left palm toward his student, the ex-hero redirected the energy he was focusing in his hand at the top of his botched lightning rod, creating a barrier just large enough for the attack. He hoped both those together would be enough to cancel out most of the electrical blast.

Then, spinning around each side of his protection, both the orbs he had created a moment ago stretched into 7 feet long blades that slashed at the boy, their fast spinning motion carving a double spiral into his body. He'd then Jump back to get some safe distance between them, before swinging his extended beam blade across the boy's chest. Both blades created from his power then took back the shape of an orb and retreated into the palm of his hand again.

Raising his beam knife he pushed the button extending the blade and with his heightenined training and personal knowledge of Renegade's fighting style he predicted the very movements that were unfolding in front of him. He blocked the first two of the three blades with accurate precision, leaning his upper body down and to an angle to that the last slash would pass over his short frame.

As Renegade jumped back however the young SeVant smirked, having known the whole time through Renegade's bravado that he didn't want a close combat fight, and thus fell into his trap as planned. Mere seconds after Renegade leapt from the ground in mid jump a bolt of lighting from the sky blasted down catching him in mid air with no where to go, being attracted to the heat and humidity filling the outdoors arena.