Bab 302: More Enemies and Alies

POV PunkGuy:

A thick black stone bridge went right through the center of the volcanic caldera. A blazing hot magma bubbled and shined under it, heating the stone bridge into a bright red color.

Tall, black towers grew around the volcano, their tips piercing through the dark clouds. There were terraces upon terraces on them allowing people to stand there and watch battles. Small figures were moving everywhere on top of the volcano, working like a colony of ants.

The winds loudly spun and howled while sucking away all of the smoke, giving a perfect clean view of the bridge leading above the volcano.

"This is an arena that is fitting for this kingdom." A single player with a bow on his shoulder and a weird punk haircut stood on top of one of the towers, his vine-red cape flowing in the wind.

"Better hope that it will not end up in a failure..." The voice of a young woman came from behind him, making him turn towards it.