Two suns basked on the arena's sandy ground.
One part of it was covered in daylight, white sand reflecting sunlight. The other half was protected from the heat thanks to the canyon's shade.
Nevertheless, thousands of orcs were sitting on rows of seats all around the natural coliseum that was so large it probably housed ten thousand of them.
In the arena, around eight hundred young orcs in full plated armors were armed with crossbows, clubs, or axes. Lightly sparing against each other, they were warming up, eager to taste glory.
Shade side, nineteen challengers entered the arena. Their retina, too accustomed to the darkness due to three days of confinement, ached due to the light, forcing them to close their eyelids for a minute.
The first to recover his sight, Aito saw the numerous young orcs with bulging muscles all comparable to George's.
