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Nai-Lee tried to keep to herself as the announcer blared over the speakers, his booming, blasting voice ringing through the air, and even seemed to shake the ground she stood on. She knew it was her imagination, but her blood was pumping, and she was very excited about today. While she didn't speak for a while, it was clear through her bouncing around, and jittery-ness that she could not contain herself any longer, bursting into a fit of excited giggles. She didn't even notice the flayed bodies of the others exiting the arena. "Heeeeeeeheheheeheee! Oh, what a day!" She chimed, pumping her fist.

Her inconspicuous follower, shrouded by his mask and cloak only murmured in return. "And you're excited about what, exactly?"

"I know you live in books, dope, but perhaps you could take your head out of them for once. Aren't you excited about today's matches?" The small woman asked, propping her fists on her hips, and looking over to the statue of a mouse-man. "Surely you have some proverb about watching others, right?" Nai-Lee asked. She and her partner waded through the heavy crowds of people as they funneled to find a seat for the butchering that was commencing.

"Perhaps for observing your foe inside the bounds of which you're fighting, but not for bloodsport, no." He replied plainly, the masked man looking around slightly, as they found a decent place to stand, making sure they didn't obstruct the view of anyone else. "I only participate myself to further my own martial prowess. And to defend my blood, and yours. I just wish to fully develop myself, before I pass it down."

Nai-Lee rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah." She said, waving off his words with a whip of her hand. "Pipe down. I want to watch this." She said, indicating the arena floor.

Once the fighters had been announced, there was a short roar of excitement before the announcer began to count down to the start of the match. As did most of the other patrons of the crowd, she shouted the numbers as well.

"Five! Four!! Three!!! TWO!! ONE!" She cried, progressively shouting louder with the descending numbers, pumping her hand in the air. She cheered enthusiastically as the fight was officially in it's first round. She didn't know much about either competitor... but it was entirely possible her to have never seen them.