Aloysius sat, and he waited. . .
The pull of chains echoed through his arena, and the gateway opened.
"You have refused our summons, we will now take you to face our champion."
The pair of Jinko stalked quietly into the vast fighting grounds, carelessly crossing the white line which surrounded the soil on which Aloysius knelt.
"You dare to summon me for combat, and you possess the arrogance to threaten me should I refuse to come. Take me to your leader, if you dare to try."
The duo crept, circumnavigating the arena, kicking up small dust clouds in their wake.
"I am emptyhanded, why do you hesitate so?"
One Jinko charged, and as she neared him, he turned, kicking a large cloud of dirt into her face.
Aloysius lazily sidestepped, and the Jinko whiffed her now blind charge.
He wasted no time grabbing her by the leg and hurling her from the arena.
"Your reputation is naught but a lie, you proud warriors are mere kittens."
The second Jinko prowled nearer, more meticulous than her predecessor.
"You dare to resist, you are either very brave or very foolish, but regardless, the mistress will not tolerate our failure."
She kicked for his groin, but he grabbed her paw before she could land the blow.
"I am both foolish and brave, but you are more of the former, to challenge me to a fight with all means of combat available."
The Jinko fought to pull free, but Aloysius clung to her like death, his razor-trimmed nails slicing their way into her paw pads.
The first jinko rose, still wiping at her eyes.
"We never challenged you to a dirty fight, and you knew we were coming!"
"'Your fighting skills, athleticism and whatever powers you have will be put to the test against mamono looking to challenge the best of the best of the human race,' You made the mistake of entering the arena, challenging me, and fighting dirty is certainly within my power."
He kicked a large clod of dirt into the air, and while most of it scattered, a large portion struck the second Jinko in the eyes.
"Augh!"
He chuckled, and the first Jinko pinned him before he could react.
He bucked his hips into hers as hard as he could, and she leaned her head too close while trying to avoid the blow.
"Ha!"
Aloysius bit her nose, and as she recoiled from him, he shoved a fistful of soil in her face.
She fell writhing to the ground, and he rolled the duo back out of the circle, returning to the center to kneel once more.
"You sit there and lick your wounds, and when you see your mistress again, tell her to fight me on my turf."