Like the ancient gladiators in ancient Rome, Dahila entered the battlefield with a menacing look on her face, and with a confident stance. Her team mates cheered her on, along with other visiting members from their school. But Dahila didn't acknowledge anyone of them. In Fact, in her own mind, she was the only one there. She was used to being the star in any situation so it wasn't hard for her to maintain this state of mind that basically put her in the spotlight.
It was noon day, and the sun was at its zenith and high up in the sky. The battleground had been transformed from an ordinary field into a true battlefield by the reason of the live battles that had been held here by the previous contenders. Parts of the ground had been scorched, burned, pulled out or maligned. The stench of sweat and blood soaked up the ground. Dahila was a bit disgusted and wished she had been called up much sooner to battle.
