desert delights

A leopard and a monitor lizard slashed and clawed at one another, earning blood thirsty cheers from the crowd as wounds were inflicted. They pulled no punches, fighting to maim as Hattori watched them with an aloof, almost disinterested expression. The kicked up sand, making it a little hard to see what was going on as they took the fight to the ground, rolling and tussling as the smell of blood filled the air. Enough for Hattori to catch it from where he stood. His gaze wandered skywards, to the highest rungs of the colosseum, draped with bloodstained cloth. As though to celebrate violence in its truest form.

Hattori was not against fighting nor killing, but this seemed to be just for the sake of it. Little to gain but the roaring entertainment of the crowd.

"Would you fight here?" He asked, wondering what she made of it. Awe aside.