Mech Arena Novels & Stories

The bandaging looked significantly more professional than anything I would have accomplished myself. Not that the competition was fierce. Meanwhile, the Arena medication system operated on a fascinating principle. If you survived a fight, congratulations. If you died afterward from the wound, the Arena still credited the kill to your opponent. Fun, right? Milena rose to her feet now. “All I’m saying is for you to be careful.” I pushed myself to my feet also— and instantly regretted that decision. Pain flared across my stomach. Shit. “Maybe submit more,” she continued.

MAEVE POV We are herded toward the Obsidian Arena the next morning, before the sun has even risen. The arena looks like a massive crater, its walls made of polished black stone. It is designed so that no wolf can climb out once the gates are locked. In the stands circling the arena, academy officials and hundreds of senior students are already waiting. They are ready to watch bloody entertainment. On the main podium, Horgus stands tall. His single eye sweeps over us coldly.

Brizio snickered, "Hmph, let's go." They went to an underground place which was situated under the harbor's deck. Sandhya couldn't believe that there could be this spacious area under here even though she always comes here for her daily jog. It was so spacious that even a big ship could be fit in that area. There was an even deeper circular stage made up of special granite rock which could withstand an S-ranked mage's magic attack. And surrounding it was a seating area for audiences. It was an underground battle arena. Seeing the space Sandhya esteemed that it is a C-ranked certified arena. Where even a duo battle can be held.

The man in front of me opened the black door and the one in my back pushed me inside. My mind screamed at me to run the fuck out there. A lifeless head of a girl was left lying on the floor, eyes open, looking straight at me as if pleading for my help. Two men entered the arena, dragged the lifeless body of the girl and her head, like it was just some kind of a used up doll that was going to be thrown away in the trash. They did it with so much familiarity that they looked like robots. Was it just a norm picking dead body parts for disposal?

I blew out a breath. Anyway, pushing all that aside, I allowed Sebastian to drag me to wherever he wanted, which was either the front or back of the room, depending on how you're looking at it. Looking in from the outside, the arena was huge, but standing on the inside, it was massive. And I wasn't exaggerating. The Ambersky Pack's arena was unlike anything I'd seen before. Not that I went to many arenas to compare. Unlike a normal gym, though, it didn't have equipment for exercise or even a single piece of apparatus like a treadmill.

She must have lots of money, I thought… After 3 minutes of waiting, a young man and his driver's head in the direction of this pretty-looking car. The driver held the car open for the young man to enter. Damn, I've never seen a man so beautiful. The young man looked terrifying but tall and handsome. He had dark, shiny, and full hair. His eyes were blue, almond-shaped, and had a radiant sparkle. His wrestler's shoulder perfectly complemented his Spartan physique. His movement was tiger-like. It seemed like he possessed a latent, leonine power or he was filled with purpose and authority.

Blue Moon Arena Third Person’s POV Snoring sounds filled the wide carriage of the Rebelliad envoy as Raval lifted the wooden window to look out of the humungous piece of ancient arena in front of them that is bathed in the soft light of dawn. Their group arrived at the red plateau at almost midnight, and by the rules of the blue moon arena, they are stopped by to spend the night outside as the arena only opens at exactly six in the morning and closes at seven.

Yan just smiled and winked at him, then told him to resume watching the duel between Laggas and Skye. “Wow… I never thought that the duel would be like this.” Mahi honestly said. “What did you expect?” Sybb curiously asked. Mahi crossed his arms. “Laggas has an offensive type of power – lightning, which is like yours – fire. Meanwhile, Skye has a defensive one, which is gravity.” He said. “We know that offense is the best defense, so I expect Laggas to end this duel in just one shot. But…” he said as he watched Laggas, who was about to shoot another lightning towards Skye when Skye dodged again by making his body lighter, making him look like he was flying instead of floating.

He had to win this fight for his son. Mark and 2Pac were now facing each other like two boxers in the ring. 2Pac and Mark were standing inside a room called a Virtual Materialization Simulator. The Virtual Materialization Simulator, or VMS, was a computer-operated room. The room could produce a realistic simulated environment using tiny 3D printer lasers built into the room’s ceiling and its four massive white walls.

“As you wish!” Amber replied sternly, her tone contradicted her gracious features. As she spoke, she quickly sped to the arena. “Heh heh heh, brother Maxim, how blind could you be? How could you send this little girl to battle with my boy? Do you wish to see her bones get broken?” Ethan said, teasingly. Maxim did not reply, he only stared at Ethan coldly. Brother Albert waited for the two combatants to enter the arena before waving his sleeve. Then, a dome of light washed over the arena. This dome of light served as a protective barrier, preventing any unwanted misfires to exit the arena and potentially damaging the surroundings.