As Hiro passed another guard and entered the double doors, the loud sound of shouts, roars, and cheers enveloped him.
The hidden fight club's venue was a vast underground chamber with a lofty ceiling that loomed overhead, giving it an almost cathedral-like feel; dimly illuminated by a mixture of neon lights and hazy fog.
Aliens of various sorts filled the space, representing different races and species from across the galaxy. Some were observing the ongoing fights, their faces reflecting a mix of excitement and anticipation.
Others were engaging in various forms of illicit activities, from shady deals to gambling. It was a lawless world within a world, where rules were often bent or ignored altogether.
In the center of the room, illuminated by dim, colored lights, stood a caged fighting ring. Two massive aliens were locked in a tense battle, their sinewy muscles glistening with sweat.
