Revival Area

As Rowen made his way out onto the field Lightning struck all around the area. Thunder boomed across the sky as the rain fell downward soaking anything below it. Standing in the rain holding his sheathed swords Rowen gave his new surroundings a quick scan trying to distinguish any key landmarks. The sound of screaming filled the air as Rowen stood in the drenched arena.
A small smirk slid across his face as Rowen stood in the rain and with each drop the air around Rowen began to swirl at a high speed. As the wind around his body began to pick up small stones and dirt particles lifted off the ground around his feet. His hands clinched his weapon tightly. Bring him out Rowen thought to himself as he stood in the down poor!

 

Standing in the rain Rowens patients began to stretch thin with each moment that passed Rowen became more and more egar to engage his opponent. Letting out a couple of quick burst of air Rowen soared into the sky at high speeds. Looming over the rain soaked terrain Rowen could not tell how large his surroundings were. The thunder and lighting cracked the sky all around Rowen as he floated in the air.
"I need to get moving before I get nailed out of the sky!" Rowen let out as he noticed a crystal in the background. Dashing off towards the crystal Rowen gripped each of his swords very tightly. Traveling at mach speeds Rowen could feel the sheer power of the elemental forces at work here. As Rowen made his way towards the crystal he was struck by a lightning bolt causing him to drop out of his flight.
"FUCK!!!" Rowen roared as he fell towards the earth below. Just before making contact with the ground Rowen regained consciousness and stopped a mere feet above the rain soaked earth.
"Hmm that was close" Rowen announced as he gently placed his feet to the earth in front of the crystal. Noticing a odd creature a few yards from him Rowen could tell that this thing was not friendly and would attack if he noticed him.

 

As soon as the crystal erupted into a thousand tiny shards Rowens wind spiral started to spin at high speed. Once the crystal was removed from view Rowen could now see his opponent in front of him. As soon as he made contact with his opponent Rowen unsheathed his swords from his back.
"There you are!" Rowen let out as pulled his swords down to his sides. Rowen channeled the wind that spun around his body to a mach speed burst to propel his body forward towards his enemy that stood before him.
"Drive line" Rowen screamed as he blasted his way across the ground. The shear speed he was moving at tore the ground behind him. Rowen pointed his swords in front of him as he dashed across the ground.
"Prepare to die! ahahahaha" Rowen let out as he made his way towards Noise!

 

Rowens attack collided with barrier shattering it and throwing Noise backwards as well as tossing Rowen back as well. Rowen lifted himself off the ground using the air around his body. Hovering just mere inches above the ground noticed the hexagon projectiles flying towards him. Rowen thrust his body into the sky trying to avoid the oncoming attacks. But several of them tore into Rowens body causing in several cuts to appear on his skin. Rowen from the sky falling several feet. Realizing he was falling Rowen caught himself before he collided with the ground. Using a giant air cushion to brace his fall. As Rowen stood up from the fall blood poured down his chest and arms.
"Nice one!" Rowen smirked as he tore the tattered clothing from his arms.
"Winged slayer!!!" Rowen shouted as he dashed into the air at mach speeds resulting in a crater to form below his feet as he soared in the air. Once Rowen flew several feet in the air he stopped and locked in on Noise. Sheathing his sword then dashing towards noise at speeds that would rip the ground asunder!

 

Rowen dashed at Noise at speeds that made him look almost invisible to the see. Firmly gripping his sword as he tore the ground behind apart with the speeds he was travling. Coming into range of his opponent Noise Rowen unsheathed his sword and released a sonic blast of air towards Noise.
"SONIC SHATTER!!!" Rowen screamed as he launched his attack towards Noise. The blast of wind tore apart anything in front of it. As the blast of air made contact with Noises attacks the sheer force behind each of the attacks created a explosion of sound and wind that echoed through the area deafening anything with in its radius. The shockwave off the blast launched Rowen backwards at high speeds sending him at least a mile away from his opponent Noise.

 

A stream of curses emerged as Beatrice appeared in the arena, looking very disheveled. The mechanic appeared to be covered with grease and soot. A steady stream of curse words emitted from her mouth as she realized where she was.

"Oh, didje have ta warp me nu?" The mechanic grumbled, gesturing angrily at Freya. "I wos in th' middle o' sumthin', an' then ye just 'adda pull me oot! Ya fat houk!"

Beatrice calmed down eventually to notice her surroundings. A plain area with a gap leading to another area. A FANTASTIC place to be, she angrily regarded as she made note of the lack of things to weaponize.

One large wrench, five regular, one magnet, two hammers, a pack of screws, and two different kinds of screwdrievers.

 

"Fertility goddess? A whore too, I bet," Beatrice mumbled as she saw the goddess sulk off. But once Inida pulled out her guns, the mechanic swore rather loudly and then whipped out her massive wrench. Activating her magnet in one arm, she tossed the wrench up in the air with the other, letting it spin for a moment without touching it. With the magnet, she held the wrench in its spinning position, deflecting most of the bullets that came her way.

"Great, nu the quine wants to have a rammy? Just m' luck!" She cursed, holding her position. "An' she's go' a gun! Even bettah! Wot to du, wot to du. . ."

 

"Just fockin' GREAT! Th' Quine can JUMP!" Beatrice growled, watching as Inida warped over the gap. Listening to what the psychic had to say, the Scot responded by pulling out a hammer and saying, "Yeah woteva! Good luck, ya Bairn!"

Of course, the beam just happened to hit the hammer she just pulled out, slicing the head off of the wood of the handle. The mechanic then deactivated her magnet and grabbed her wrench with the newly freed hand, tossing the wood handle at Inida with the other. She moved her right hand to the bottom end of her wrench, grasping it like a baseball-bat and swinging it at the psychic. It would certainly hurt if it hit, given the fact that it was at least 30 lbs of metal not to mention the momentum of the swing.