desert delights

It was a bloody mess and regardless of who won, the victor was going to walk away wounded and sore. Maybe even maimed. But he supposed that was the point of all of this, to satisfy the crowd and give them a taste of violence. It was not for everyone, and though Jynn couldn't say for certain he understood where she was coming from and what her general feelings were.

Hattori shot a sharp glance at a wolf who was making a racket, getting all worked up as though he wanted to jump into the ring and join in. Perhaps he would be the next to fight, he looked capable enough. It was getting harder to hold a conversation as the battle reached its climax, the crowd growing ever more rowdy and restless. Their cheers echoing off the ancient walls.

"No. Those who fight here have something to prove, I do not." And it was as simple as that, in his eyes.