It was time for his penultimate battle. His record wasn't exactly the best, but Kaamil had fully gotten over the burn at this point and eagerly awaited his opponent. They were a Lucain, as well, so perhaps he would be better matched this time. The wingblades were going to be a problem, though... Kaamil didn't have any ranged attacks to get around them. He'd just have to do his best to withstand them. As the other Lucain made his way into the arena, Kaamil gave a nod of his head in greeting. "...The best of luck to you..." he said politely before launching into his attack, going for his opponent with a swing of his claws.
