((CLOSED TO LYE))

Undoubtedly news of Max Dirks' revival, and his Citadel invitations would be spreading across Corone by now. Old grizzled Dirks would avoid such attention. Despite his earlier attempts at redemption, there were still dozens of outstanding bounties on his head from his earlier exploits. 21 year old Dirks, fully clad in his pristine white jumpsuit, and black trench coat, relished in the attention. The magic of the Citadel, and the oath sworn by the monks to revive all wounded combatants would keep small time bounty hunters at bay. Why waste precious resources simply to be denied the kill? No, it was the best of the bounty hunters that Dirks sought. Those whose powers exceeded those of the monks and could put the criminal into a grave within their walls.

There was only one assassin powerful enough to do that: Lye Ulroke. Lye and Dirks were old acquaintances, but Dirks had no doubt that the sheer price on his head would bring the old loon out of retirement. This battle was Dirks' greatest risk, which is why picked a setting best suited to his survival. The arena was a full scale recreation of the Radasanth market. It would be no different than if the two had met just outside the Citadel's walls, just with less collateral.