"Are you ready?" Bob asked.
We were now in our room, preparing ourselves to enter the battle arena.
I nodded.
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[5000 BP received]
[Ready to teleport to Colosseum of Might Arena]
[Good luck!]
---
And just like that, one-fifth of our BP was gone.
I don't know why, but the way the system wished us "good luck" felt sarcastic. Or maybe it was just my imagination.
After the notification, nothing happened for a few seconds.
"Did we just get scammed?" Bob asked.
Before I could respond, a sigil appeared beneath our feet. It shimmered with red and blue hues before engulfing us in a blinding light. I quickly shielded my eyes with my hand.
Zoooom!
After several seconds...
I slowly opened my eyes, only to find darkness surrounding us. The room with the comfortable beds was gone.
"Is this the arena?" I asked.
Below us was solid ground,hard and cold.
"Bob, where are you?" I called out, reaching forward with my hand, unable to feel anything.
