In a bustling city, wolfmen went about their daily business, some engaging in lively conversations.
"Did you hear? There's a new champion in the arena!" a young wolfman exclaimed, his eyes shining with excitement. "I heard he ragdolled the previous champion!"
A nearby wolfman, his fur a mottled brown, grinned. "Man, I want to join the battlefield not the arena! That's the kind of fame and fortune I'm talking about!"
A passing wolfman, his ears slightly pointed, chuckled. "Are you an idiot? You're just an Omega stage, You wouldn't last a minute in the battlefield, go to the arena fifzt."
Nearby, a group of wolfmen discussed the recent events surrounding the Sage's heir. "Hey, did you hear the Sage got a new heir? I heard they're going to host a big event to initiate her," one of them said.
"Yeah, I heard she's from the north," another wolfman replied.
A skeptical voice piped up. "Huh? Who told you that? I heard she's from the eastern region."
