Bringing an end to Ashio'ka's spirited babbling, Will, Andrika, and Madeen were eventually led up a flight of well-guarded stone steps to a spacious, isolated seating area that provided an elevated, unobstructed vantage of the Zoathaar Wilds' largest arena, colloquially known as Prideforge. It was where Zoafolk from across the Wilds gathered to prove themselves before the watchful eyes of Zoathaar's elite, so while it looked like a simple pit of reddish-brown sand, the result of being bathed in the blood of thousands of Warriors each cycle, it was the spiritual center of the Zoan people.
"It's about time you showed up..." remarked Sefira, bent over with her elbows atop the waist-high stone wall that lined the seating area, the tip of her tail hooking and swaying from side to side but the base unmoving so that those who stood behind her couldn't easily glimpse her anus and exposed slit.