After she had directed her attention to the spar again, Zeko felt better. He knew giving an unwarming response would indefinitely give him strange and dirty looks but he preferred to be left alone to his own thoughts. Zeko couldn’t stand people, let alone a group of people in one area watching a fight that he was sure to be part of at some point In time.<br/>He adjusted his tunic some more, he couldn’t stand the thing but he knew there was no other option.<br/><br/>Zeko watched as the grey and blue teams fought and laughed a bit when he saw the quickest round of the lot. Although that was an impressive killing blow, he felt as if you’d need to be pretty slow to get hit by that. The grey tunic’s were annihilating the blue’s and he noticed that the group around him dispersed leaving just him and 4 others in the blue tunics.<br/>Zeko stood there watching and waiting with no interest to what was going on around him.<br/><br/>“You! In the blue tunic” He looked over to where the shout came from and noticed a finger pointing towards his general direction. “You’re next!” The man said as continued to point vaguely in the direction of a person with a blue tunic. “With the sword!” Zeko looked at him and thought it must be his turn to take the ring. He walked over to the commanding officer who called upon him keeping cool and calm. “Yes you, in the ring now!” The commanding officer exclaimed and continued to point towards the ring.<br/><br/>As he entered the ring, he looked over to who he would be Sparing.<span style="font-style: italic">Hmmm, big and bulky eh? Should be an easy win</span><br/>Zeko stared at the bulky man, his muscles bulging out and his tiny eyes focused on Zeko. Zeko pulled his sword out and left it hanging in his hand, the tip of the blade just touching the ground.<br/>The Man charged at him, sword in the air over his right shoulder.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">Move to the right, swing the blade around to the back of the neck. Fire to the face in case he tries to do anything funny..</span><br/>With that, Zeko glided over to the right and rested his blade against the mans neck, his left hand with a ball of fire right next to the mans face. He kicked his left knee with his right leg and watched the man tumble down. Zeko rolled him over on his back by kicking him in the head a few times and placed the tip of his blade to his throat.<br/>Zeko smirked and announced quietly just so the man could hear “No contest”.<br/><br/>He got up and walked back towards the commanding officer who was signalling him to go to him. “Take a seat and wait for further instructions”<br/>The guards seemed to be keeping a closer eye on him now than they had originally…