Suddenly, a hole opened beneath Junkil's feet. He fell down with a cry, that was cut off as the floor turned solid again. A moment later, he was unceremoniously dropped in the arena. He slowly stood back up, leaning on his staff as he scanned the arena. He spotted Vicky some distance away, and frowned. [color=000066]Oh no... This is no monster, this is a person! I cannot take her life![/color]
OoC: Do you have any preference in arena style?
OoC: Do you have any preference in arena style?