Grey stretched out in an arena. He remembered having been in a place like this one before, a sandy, arena-like region where the squires had trained and played their little games.
Though Grey hadn't been around those guys for long, he kind of missed them. Well, he missed the ones of them that hadn't stolen his stat points and tried to steal his treasures.
The environment was just so much like the MMA gyms he had been in before. So much grit, so much sweat and just a tiny hint of blood lingering in the air.
It really got the blood going.
He figured he had caused enough trouble here for the time being. It was time to end this.
He jumped up, his body feeling nice and limber. Honestly, it already had before, but he had a bit of a habit of doing this. Just that he was in so many life and death struggles recently that he hadn't really gotten a chance.
So when he did get that chance… he took it.
