The day of the duel had finally arrived, and the tension in the air was palpable. The sun hung high in the sky, its rays filtered through the thick canopy of trees surrounding the grand arena known as The Ironclad Coliseum. The crowd's murmurs swelled, a sea of faces brimming with excitement and anticipation. Nobles, warriors, and emissaries from far-off lands had gathered to witness the spectacle.
The announcer's booming voice echoed through the arena, amplified by a spell that carried it to every corner of the coliseum. "Ladies and gentlemen, creatures of the realm, and esteemed guests! Welcome to this most anticipated duel! A battle to determine not only strength but worthiness! On this side, we have the challenger, Lady Aeliana, fiancée to the Dark Lord himself, and on the other side, the seasoned warrior and the Luna of the Werewolf Clan, Svlyara Bloodfang!"
