Inside the bustling coliseum, the atmosphere was electric with anticipation as spectators passionately placed their bets on the impending battles. The air crackled with excitement as the crowd roared in anticipation. Amidst this chaotic backdrop, Rizki, hidden behind his sleek black ghost-mask and wielding his modern, high-tech bow, leaned toward the orc beside him and inquired, "Could you provide me with a quick summary of the situation?"
Seated at the top left of the coliseum, the order from left to right was the orc, Rizki, and Everyn. The orc didn't waste a moment, passing a crumpled, brown paper filled with densely packed text to Rizki, who muttered to himself as he carefully examined its contents.
