"I present to you a friendly duel between Emilious, the high guard of the forgotten city, the master of the white cloud sword, and the conqueror of skies, versus the blood angel."
After the announcement, cheers from the crowd reached Ray's ears, but he couldn't see any of them. The Colosseum used holograms to separate them from the crowd.
Two guards had come after him, teleporting him straight into the middle of the arena. "Kind of good; I didn't want to see the city by those guys next to me."
Apparently a big part of Mars culture was based around gambling; checking the odds, the chance of Ray winning was 0. No person had put any money on him winning; still, near 40 billion crystals were put on his opponent.
"Let's fight with honor." The girl bowed to Ray; she had worn a white robe, with her fox ears and tail moving in the air. With a small facial structure and foxy eyes, she had a cute face.
"Let's fight with honor."
In the VIP section, a woman spit her wine on the table.
