Immortal Combat

All the souls who have faithfully departed

through the mercy of God

rest in peace.

For the king!

Mademoiselle, are you hurt?

No, but we will never defeat the English

if we do not get these soldiers across the river.

Pour la France!

- Pour la France! - Pour la France!

Pour la France!

Vive la France!

Vive la France!

What's that commotion?

Vive la France!

Sir, they seem to be waving a banner.

Surrendering?

No, sir.

The solders seem to be roused.

Vive la France! Vive la France!

You bring that flag bearer down.

Aye, sir.

Vive la France!

Vive la France!

Ah!

Jean!

Joan of Arc successfully displaced

with minimal disruption.

Auditory link and vocal relay established.

All dialects normalized.

Joan, exit behind you.

Follow the illuminated passage

toward the red light for integration and armament.

Welcome to Crimson Havoc.

Welcome.

My name is Aria Wellman.

You all are among the deadliest and most influential

warriors the world has ever known.

Are we...

Speaking is going to take a little bit of getting used to.

As none of you can speak modern English,

a language interface was applied during your transfer

so that we can all communicate.

Are we... deceased?

Are you God?

You are in the future.

You have all traveled through time.

We are not dead?

Mm-mm.

We remain flesh and blood?

- Yes. - Then I can kill you.

You can be killed.

All of you.

That's kind of the point.

You are here to fight in our tournament.

I represent a company called the Temporal Combat Authority.

Our company has discovered a way to source

the most lethal combatants in all of history.

You're here to fight each other to the death.

Why should we fight for you?

Our wars are not yet won.

Well, to be transparent,

for our entertainment.

The winner will go back to his or her time

armed with the knowledge of their enemies,

and you will be able to defeat them

because you'll know their every move.

And how will this winner be decided?

A fight to the death.

The last one standing wins.

If we die, does history not change?

No. It doesn't work like that.

Extractions do not alter recorded history.

How will I compete?

I can lead armies, but I have no army here,

and I am not a warrior skilled in hand-to-hand combat.

I have never killed, and I will not begin now.

My soul is not to forfeit.

You will have intelligence on all of your competitors.

You all have a very unique set of skills,

and that's what makes Crimson Havoc so entertaining.

What if you refuse to fight?

If we do not kill, there will be no victim.

A refuse to fight is a forfeit,

and the penalty is death.

The magic that brought us here can easily destroy us.

Our legacy might vanish with us.

Put out your arms.

Good choice.

You might feel a little pinch.

These chips that I'm implanting in your arms

will give you access to intel on each other.

All the intel is the same.

No one will have an unfair advantage.

You abducted us, imprisoned us,

and now ask us to risk our very lives.

How can we trust that this competition will be fair?

Unfortunately...

You don't have any other options.

I demand to be freed immediately.

If I am not released,

you will feel the full fury of my revenge.

There is only one path to freedom,

and I suggest that you take it.

Crimson Havoc guests, exit through the doors

and proceed to the training room.

Good luck.

Welcome to the training room.

The ammunition is live and the weapons brutal.

Proceed to the chest and select your instruments.

Use this time to prepare.

Good luck.

As resource shortages continue,

Sector 5 officials have launched the Purity Campaign,

offering ration bonuses and energy credits,

for tips leading to the arrest of unregistered individuals.

The world might be gray,

but your view doesn't have to be.

The new Atmosphera Neurosynced Vista screen,

the sky is whatever you want it to be.

In other news, questions continue to swirl

around the Temporal Combat Authority.

The TCA is the organization behind the wildly popular.

Crimson Havoc Combat tournaments.

To some, it's the ultimate sport.

To others, the ugliest mirror of our age.

Wagers soar into the millions,

fortunes are made overnight and just as easily lost.

Officially, their technology is sanctioned entertainment,

broadcast to the masses as cultural unity.

Unofficially, critics say thin oversight

and rapid expansion are concentrating

too much power in private hands.

In a world where food, water, and energy are scarce,

one thing remains abundant:

The spectacle.

Welcome, sector faithful.

You asked for them. We brought them back.

Live from the Temporal Combat Authority Arena,

reborn for your entertainment.

The TCA brings you Crimson Havoc!

Let's meet the combatants and put some faces to those odds.

Attila the Hun!

Attila didn't invade, he erased.

A living storm with no mercy, no borders, and no master.

Oda Nobunaga!

He broke Japan to remake it:

Ruthless, brilliant, and born for fire.

He conquered tradition with gunpowder,

strategies, and unstoppable will.

Ghengis Khan!

From exile to emperor, Khan built

the largest empire in history,

with speed, terror, and a storm of war behind it.

Shaka Zulu!

Turned warriors into weapons,

Shaka redefined battle

with brutal precision, shaping an empire

with silence, force, and the edge of a blade.

Queen Hangbe!

Hangbe led without fanfare,

birthing an army of warrior women

that would echo throughout history.

Boudica!

They took her crown,

so she burned their city.

Boudica rose from ruin to lead a bloody revolt

against the might of Rome.

Mama Huaco!

Warrior matriarch!

She was the first queen and the fiercest.

Huaco protected her people with sling, mace,

and mountain-born range.

Joan of Arc!

Led by visions, feared by kings,

Joan marched through fire with divine fury,

a teenage girl who commanded armies and won.

Cleopatra.

Not just beauty, cunning, charm,

and command, the final queen of Egypt

and the deadliest diplomat of her time.

And?

Intense.

I don't think I can do that again.

Well, you will.

You only have over a billion reasons.

Hmm.

Do you have all the investors lined up?

Yeah.

All you gotta do is sit back, relax, and watch.

Moment of truth.

Good evening, investors and distinguished patrons.

We present for your purchase.

Evaluate their strength and envision their place

in your collection, your state, or your command.

I should kill you now and put you out of your misery.

I am afraid I am not much with weapons of death.

They have not chosen well.

We have all been chosen for a reason.

It is a test from our Lord.

If that is true, then it is a cruel one.