You glance away for a moment, thinking about what had happened. You would be unsure for a while if Vriska had really been killed, but you figure that they would not want to kill one of their own trolls. You push the thought aside, looking up as a troll entered the ring.

He looked like he could be strong, a pair of shades covering his eyes. You note his horns, interested by the broken one the most. You glance at his choice of wear, noticing it was just a simple blue tank top and a pair of shorts, with socks that descended into the shorts, though they all seemed to be the blue that reflected something about him.

You watch as Nepeta smiles, gesturing towards some weights that several of the other trolls had brought out. "Today we shall see the Strong Troll show us his strength. Perhaps one of you might like to try your strength against his?"

You notice the way she pronounces "perhaps" almost as if she were intimidating the way a cat might purr. You smile to yourself, seeing a person volunteer. You watch her make her way down to the center of the ring. "I'm a heavy lifting champion. There isn't no one else who can defeat me in this town. I don't believe that you can lift this."

You watch as she leans down and in true fashion, she picks up the weight, the she seems to be straining under it a bit. Equius walked over, tapping her shoulder and easily taking the weight from her. "Please sit down before you harm yourself miss." He said politely.

The woman glanced up, backing away before returning to her seat. "Equius, what exactly do you enjoy to lift the most?" Nepeta asked.

Equius glances towards her, setting down the weights. You could sense something between them, though you're unsure of what that might be. You shift in your seat, sitting back as you watch the strong troll lift various objects. It really is amazing that he could lift so many things at once.

You watch, not quite as interested in this act as the others. You watch as Equius picks up Nepeta, placing her on his shoulder and goes to look at something. He adds the weight from before to his other hand, seeming not to mind as Nepeta giggles, whispering something for only Equius to hear. You close your eyes, listening.

After a while you reopen them, seeing the Ringmaster in the center of the ring. "Let's here it one last time for Equius Zahhak, the Strong Troll! Next we have a special performance by our very own clown, Gamzee Makara."