Thread:Crowsoul50/@comment-33229352-20190909034609/@comment-33229352-20191015032410

There was nothing around that indicated matchups.

There was a loud noise, almost like feedback from a microphone, and the arena quieted slightly. From the ornate seating box emerged a familiar face. The man in the not yellow hat had returned, flanked by Orphos and the other cloaked figures, who took their respective seats.

"Welcome back to the arena!" the man's voice boomed across the arena, despite there being no visible sound system. "We have an exciting night in store for you folks, with some very special surprises in store for you. I know I speak for everyone when I say that you're all very eager to see our returning Blue-eyed Bushbeast compete once again! But, as they say, good things come to those who wait, and you'll see it later tonight. With that being said, let's get our first match started!"

The crowed roared and the man stepped back, allowing the dealer god into his place. He unfolded a piece of paper and looked at it briefly before speaking.

"So, originally, the Bushbeast was going to fight first. But, we had an unforseen change of plans." he seemed to look directly at the cell Milo, the Wolf, and Galaxian were in. "As a result, our order has been shuffled slighty. Up first, we have Milo the bird hybrid and two detained guests, who've I've been told, to put it simply, are more than meets the eye."

There was confused applause. Orphos might have smiled at that, or maybe it was a trick of the light? "And since one of those guests made quite a scene earlier with one of our creatures, what's a better way to kick off tonight than to have them go against the same beast?"

At this, the crowed was signifcantly more enthusiastic.

Milo paled. "Please tell me you didn't harass anything particularly dangerous," the hybrid said hopefully.