Post by ~Nighthunter~ on Feb 10, 2012 12:40:33 GMT -5
Crowds from all over gather to see the mayhem and gore that the arena promises to deliver. Victory here is like a cold bucket of ice water smacking you back into reality, letting you know after the fog of a fight that your still breathing. As a challenger facing the first of the events, the guards and surveyors glance your way for a second. They are watching the new meat enter the battle ground, and wondering at how the arena will spit you back out. Your name is called forth and your told to follow as the gates to the arena open. In the center of the field is your first opponent, a dark grey fur covered huge hulking brute by the name of Grimlock.
