How did I end up in this situation? Sol couldn't help but wonder as she saw her opponent, Vision. He had forsaken his dark cloak in exchange for what seemed to be a vest and long pants. His body was well-defined and had deep scars that ran through some of his muscles, telling a story.
Sol, on the other hand, was a cripple. Her right arm was completely gone, and she was exhausted from the endless travelling. She had no muscles, as for unknown reasons, Lua's had been eroded when she took over his body.
Her single weapon, the Necklace of the Embers was cracked, and using it right now might end up damaging the item further while also exhausting her to a point beyond recovery. There simply weren't any weapons that could suit her in this situation.
In the world where anything could happen, the Pope had specifically created an arena-type location. It seemed to be stylised after colosseums where gladiators fought to the death.
