Anybody want to fight?

Eros would wait for an opponent to enter the field, he really wanted to see if he still had his skills. He weighed his sword, and his eyes became locked upon the red blade.

You are such a special blade.. To special to be normal..
Eros would stare at the blade with longing.

Raven would walk onto the battlefield and see an unusually powerful Genin. His power level wasn't as high as his own but it was still up there.

"Hello!"

Eros would look at the boy sideways, a smirk on his face.

Uh, whom might you be?

Eros didn't sheathe his blade, he simply swung it over his shoulder.

Raven would smile abit more. Looking at the man in front of him, Raven would crack his neck.

"I'm Raven. The last of the Saiyan Race! Who might you be?"

Eros. And why should that matter to me?

Eros would laugh a bit. He felt there was no point to the last part.

Raven would smile as Eros made a point to how stupid he sounded. Scratching the back of his head, Raven would jump to the end of the conversation.

"I don't know...Hey! Let's begin ehh?"

Sure. Your move, kid.

Eros was in his most laidback state of mind now.

Without any warning that they were starting, Raven would dash and send a powerful punch to Eros' gut. Hit or mis, A ball of pure hot energy would be in Raven's palm waiting for the moment Eros moved.

Too slow, kid.

Eros quickly did hand seals.

Lightning hound!

A wolf of pure lightning would burst from Eros's hand, aimed straight for Raven who would collide with him if he didn't move. Eros prepares to strike with his blade once he attempted to evade,