Arena of Eternal Ash

The stands roar with anticipation for blood, and the air above the arena trembles with the surge of raw magic. The remains of the previous combatant still smolder upon the cracked tiles as the priests hurriedly carry away the charred bones.

Just another piece of meat that fancied itself a hero.

— Well, are you ready to die for the crowd's amusement once again? Try to last longer than a minute this time; otherwise, they won't even pay me for a decent show.