Snippet #4942

Genox clapped slowly and softly as the music came to a close, "Well played bard." he mumbled. He lifted one hand in the air and the crowd grew silent. He waited a few moments and the doors on one side of the arena opened. Suddenly Genoxs voice boomed across the arena seemingly magnified to the point that he would be able to be heard blocks away. "Dustin, Xilas forward to battle!" His voice boomed even louder.

Directly below the royal balcony a large rusty iron gate rose slowly creaking and clicking as it ascended. Behind the gate was darkness and nothing was visible but in the distance a faint roaring could be heard. Slowly the snarls and grows grew louder and louder until a pair of red eyes appeared in the vacuum of the enclosed darkness. A large minotaur emerged from the darkness its hooves leaving a large imprint upon the sand with every step. When the light reached its face it looked to the sky and raised its axe to the air and roared loudly.

Two more equally large bipedal bulls stepped out from the gate behind it. All snorting and snarling, air could be heard forcefully exiting their nostrils and one of them was kicking sand behind itself as if it was preparing to charge. "Let the games begin!" The grand champions voice echoing once more. The silence among the crowd broke and the cheering and clapping commenced as every man women and child among the seats of the stadium thirsted for blood and soon they would have it.