Once the Monk began to sweat and look a bit winded, Karl backed off and smiled at him.
The Monk nodded. "That was good exercise, I needed that after two months here. The new limbs are still a bit sluggish."
They left the ring, and more groups moved in, Awakened Elites, who went four teams to the ring, as they weren't moving nearly as far as the Commanders had.
The new doctors all seemed to be in shock, even now that the fights were on a closer to human scale. They had been so overwhelmed by what they had seen at the start, which they could see was a game between friends, with no harm done despite the brutality of the event, that they still hadn't managed to get themselves under control.
One of the younger doctors was sitting with her head against her knees, working to control her breathing. She didn't look alright, so Karl went over to check on her, snagging a couple of bottles of water off the table by the ring on his way.
