Round 1: Fight! Lon Huxley vs. Dirk Cjelly

Dirk nodded, he had accepted that he would be handed down a punishment. At least, he wasn't disqualified form the tournament... yet. The golem, quite frankly, still scared the crap out of him as he realized it could probably snap him like a twig. He found himself thought  as she slithered away: Thank Gods I wasn't at the receiving end of one of her blows. 

Dirk then turned to Lotte, who had addressed him, regarded her, and then spoke with a few questions that came from her questions.

"First, thanks Professor Lotte, if you do that it would be awesome. Second, what type of job do you need me for?"

Dirk was curious due to the nature of her previous work and her connection to his past. Generally, he found the idea of being worked on slightly terrifying, but if it kept him in the game, one favor to a teacher wouldn't be too large of a problem. 

Dirk then sighed and addressed the remaining Lons one last time.

"I know you probably dislike me, but I just wanted to say Good fight, and if you hit me harder in the ears you probably......"

Dirk fell over, unconscious, due to the strike into his ears. They had caused a concussion, causing him to faint shortly after the fight was drawn to a close. His body falling face first onto the arena.

The remaining group of Lons continued to give the boy the cold shoulder as they weren’t quite sure about the fate of their original form. The medical professionals that were on the scene reassured the kids that they would be fine, but they were still children after all, they were expecting the worst out of the situation at hand. Lon Prime was soon placed onto a gurney eventually and very carefully wheeled away in order for further operations to be done.

Lotte watched Dirk intently, considering that most eyes were on the younger and worse off student, but the bacon summoner didn’t quite seem to be in the pinnacle of physical condition either. Frankly, she was surprised that the twelve year olds had enough strength to even put Dirk into an injured state. There was a few of them, sure, but overall they hadn’t really hit him too badly throughout the entire match, in fact they barely touched him at all.

“Oh, nothing bad. Couple errands. Headmistress might have some suggestions too. So many students with no knowledge of camp-“ just as she was attempting to elaborate on her criteria, the boy quickly collapsed and fell face first against the arena floor, which would’ve hurt more if it wasn’t designed to be a bit more of a cushiony fall. Regardless of that, the fly hybrid cringed for the boy, almost as though she could feel his pain. She didn’t waste too much time considering how badly it hurt though, she very briefly observed his face and checked his eyes for consciousness.

“Wonder if reward for bringing Dirk to Nurse’s when third time comes” she blissfully spoke aloud as she carefully attempted to lug the boy over her shoulder. She was definitely not the strongest around, but Dirk’s size didn’t make him too much of a hassle to carry. As she had stated, this wasn’t exactly the first time she had to drag his bodice over to the Nurse’s office and she had an odd feeling it wasn’t going to be the last. Well, he already agreed to her testing of him, so that might not be too far off.