The wrath demon landed and jogged into the building, while a few others gave him envious glares from overhead.
"The restaurants and vendors aren't stocked yet, but if you want to go watch the fight, you can go in now." Karl offered.
What better way to stress test the system than to fill it with excited Demons and Dragons?
They got about twenty volunteers, followed by Karl's group.
The staging area for the competitors was a longer process than passing into the stands when there was no lineup, so they were all seated near the barrier wall in the front row when the Demon came out with shining golden armour over freshly oiled black skin.
Their first competitor had gone all out for this showing.
The oil would make it difficult to grab him, as well as reflecting the light to make him look impressive, and the armour was not just functional, but his best ornamental items.
"The math doesn't math." One of the spectators, a Red Dragon, noted.
