The Crowds roared in thunderous applause another of the pit fighter took there last living breath. The eyes of the spectators gleamed with great satisfaction and blood lust that made the contestants themselves want commit suicide. There hands and distant roars cried out like the waging of war outside there very walls. The contestants quivered under there eyes and menace as they yelled for there blood to be spilled upon the rose pits.

The emperor walked strongly up to the pedestal his long robes glistening in the falling suns mournful gaze. His face was old and war torn as his hair was gray and full of age. He spoke with a loud booming voice that hushed the crowds blood lust with admiration and loyalty, "This years games are about to start get ready for a bloody feast," as he said these words the crowd jumped with applaud. He walked to his royal blue velvet chair to watch the happy crowds.

To his left stood the kings two loyal bodyguards Ikie Dama and Crano Domston. They were brothers by the mothers side and two powerful allies to have. Ikie was an immortal demon that had the appearance of a 17 year old boy. He wore a light silk robe and had a combat style boot. His eyes were as silver as the moonshine's glare and his hair had silver streaks through out. His weapons consisted of two obsidian encrusted daggers and a silver gauntlet on his left hand. He was the fastest and the most strategic fighter the king had ever seen. His past was mainly his loving job of Pirates.

Now his brother was pretty much different from Ikie as a puddle of water compared to a flame. He wears a bulky military style armor and the emperors symbol all over. He has no eyes at all but instead he wears a dark red bandana over the sockets. He carries a large ivory spear embedded with runes telling and ancient story and he carries an ivory whip to match it. His style of combat is more of an attack and do not stop until its dead, some call him the kings beserker.

They watched the fights with great urgings to fight along side these killers. Ikie walked to the king and spoke silently into his ear, "King what do you need me to do with the troops outside the gates," his voice was calm. He knelt down by his side and waited for an answer.

The king looked at Ikie with intent eyes, "Let your brother take care of it he has the authority, strategist," the king looked at him with a light laugh. He had known that Ikie hated being called strategist and he always said it. The king stood up and looked at Crano carefully, "Go give your commands Crano," his voice was cracky. The king was more intimidated by Crano than any other person that set foot in this arena, because he had no eyes and yet could find an assassin without even hearing a sound.