Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20180124092153/@comment-26108027-20180206151756

The audience roars back.

The arena is covered in blood, littered with discarded armor and weapons. The sun has set, but massive fires circling the outer edge of the arena is keeping brightly lit.

Tiral stays back by the wall, keeping a careful eye on Akata.

The stone gate at the other side of the arena is rattling. Whatever kind of monster behind there is fighting to get out and very angry.