"There you finally are!"
"We were waiting for your prick!"
"Now fight!"
Naturally, the crowd was angry, vicious even. Not only did they yell all sorts of curses at Alexander for just being late by five to ten minutes, but they were also throwing stuff at him.
This 'stuff' were soda cans, beer glasses and even popcorn or corn dogs. Whatever they had, they just threw it, joining the angered masses. Alexander ignored them, and made his way towards the stadium, the aura of death that Kazikato naturally exuded was being felt by every fiber of his being, he was imagining it like a monster that was above the stairs.
Yes, A monster. A monster of vile black with sharp and menacing teeth, abyssal eyes that would devour all light and a crazy instinct to kill. Looking right at him.
Alexander, dodging the filth in his way, proceeded forward, his eyes determined. He wasn't scared of this monster.
