Space Odyssey: Spectre-Chapter 381: Arena of Warriors

Chapter 381: Arena of Warriors
He stepped through the door and into the red fog. As he did the world around him changed and he was no longer standing in his mental space. The place he was in now was completely different.
He could tell because he could see the sky. The sky was a blood red and was joined with a blood red moon that was shining faintly but was blocked partially by clouds that looked like the fog that he walked through. As well as the fog that was retreating from the nearby area.
As the fog retreated a number of figures were revealed. These figures all looked like they were carved out of stone or made of metal that was welded together. As he looked at them he started placing their origins.
"Knight armor, like from the medieval era of Terra. Samurai armor from Japan." He frowned as he saw a few he could not place immediately. Some had tunics and leather armor while they had strange masks. Their skin was visible but it was clearly stone. What was unique about all of them was that their weapons were all unique. "Some of these weapons are from the ancient nations of Terra."
Then at the other end of the arena a statue that he could not place appeared. The arena was revealed by the fog completely retreating from the area. He could even see into the stands. Up in the stands all around him are blurry figures. They were of varying colors and sizes. He knew the threat was not coming from them. He could also tell he could not get to them, because of the faint hexagonal pattern that surrounded the air around the arena.
The statue that was different was clearly made of gold and had two weapons in its hands. It was a large figure similar to the Xenar. The ancient race who existed in this galaxy long before them and was wiped out by another race. They also originally created a number of things that humans replicated or adopted. Like the Chemi-Metal. Then there was also the Nanosystem as well.
But this gold figure, it was clearly a warrior of some kind. One of the weapons in its hands was like the ritual sword that acted as the original form of the Chemi-Metal sword. The other hand had something that just looked like a flute. The Xenar was also covered in an armor that looked similar to his own Spectre Armor but had clear gaps in it. Either they could partially exist in space or they had a different method of making their armor space worthy.
Behind the gold statue sat a large gate that looked rusted and old.
He stepped forward to move closer but when he did he felt a sense of danger and froze. The main source that drew him here was still farther back behind that gate. But the danger he was feeling now was coming from the various statues in the arena.
The closest one to him. The medieval knight. It slowly began moving, stone dust falling off its body as it stepped forward. It moved its sword up as it took up position opposite him. But did not move forward to attack him.
Jace frowned for a moment before there was a sudden thunk beside him and he saw a sword had landed in the ground next to him. It was just a simple longsword. He then looked up and looked around.
This medieval knight was not the only statue that was moving. All of the other ones were beginning to take up positions as well. He could see as the dust was shaken off that their real bodies were revealed from underneath.
Jace quietly chuckled but soon his laughter grew. "HAHAHAHAH!" Until he was laughing loudly into the sky. Then he looked forward with a grin and pulled the longsword out of the ground and took a stance opposite the medieval knight. "This is the kind of fight I was looking for!" Jace declared with excitement.
He was powerless at the moment. He could not use any of his ’tricks’ to get an advantage over his opponents. All he had at his disposal as far as he could tell was his mentality and the techniques he learned. There was not much else he could use in this situation.
But rather than feel fear. All he could feel was excitement. He noticed this recently, he was fully aware that he was seeking a proper and difficult fight. But whatever this was, was giving him this perfect fight. But all he could feel was excitement.
"Are we doing duels or am I fighting you all at once?" He was answered a moment later when he had to lean out of the way of a spear that was thrust forward by a man in Greek spartan armor.
He could feel as the spear cut his cheek. As Jace was off balance he watched as the knight jumped forward, The knight was intending to impale Jace on his sword. But Jace brought his sword to the side and redirected it as he ducked under the Spartan’s spear and went to behead the knight.
But as he did he saw a shining light out of the corner of his eye and redirected his sword upward. He flinched as he felt something heavily bounce off his sword and push him back. He watched as the crossbow bolt spun in the air.
So it wasn’t just people with physical combat. Jace realized as he saw the ancient Chinese person that was using a crossbow. Weren’t they unique for something?
Jace ducked and put himself off balance as another crossbow bolt flew over his head. He just remembered what they were unique for. He rolled to the side dodging the Spartan’s spear again as he tried to get into a position where the crossbow user could not see him directly.
This fight could not be about brawn. Not this time at least. He had to strategize and come up with a plan for each of his opponents. They had him constantly dodging as they kept him off balance with their attacks.
He had to look for the chink in their armor. Otherwise he would lose this fight and possibly die here.