Ariak is unconcious<br/><br/>He was swaggering and not putting up a defense. Kyrie had time to strike her pose, speak and then execute her move as easily as she'd be doing it on a training dummy.<br/><br/>"A..."<br/><br/>Ariak fell with mouth open, face into soot and ash. His hood fell off and revealed a pale face with spiky red hair.<br/><br/>All around, a small crowd of onlookers gathered. Merchants and buyers alike were staring at the fight and now their eyes were still glued to Kyrie. The slender food vendor was also staring and almost a little afraid.<br/><br/>"Maybe there's a reward for them?"<br/><br/>One of the merchants spoke.<br/><br/>"They look small time, probably not."<br/><br/>Someone else answered.<br/><br/>But most were still looking at Kyrie, almost impolitely so.<br/><br/>