"M...my name is Corva..." Corva murmured to Gorock but the monster ork simply looked at him and smacked the back of his head. "Your name 'aint Corvaaa, Its Grot ya 'upid grot." He boomed out striking Corva hard this time as her pushed the young man down the hall. After all these years Corva thought her would have been weak but what had his captors been injecting into him? What has made him feel so alive at this moment as the adrenalin began to flow. His body was reacting strangely as his blood vessels began to bulge and his eyes were turning red in the corners as he began to oddly feel happy. "Whats wrong with me?" He thought as his muscles began to feel pent up, like they needed to be let loose. "What did they do to me?" He said out loud as Gorock suddenly bellowed out a deep cackle. "Maybe ya wee grot got some spunk in yeee?" He said with glee as they found themselves at a large black door coated in spikes.
The arena was bustling with life as it had been for months now as this battleground had a new champion, something not a single whych seemed seemed capable of defeating as his brute strength just obliterated them. Gorock had gained a name for himself in the underbelly of commorragh and Doane had arrived for a visit but it wasn't due to the fights but the owner of the arena was why she was here. A powerful succubus know as Jansar who was known for having a very annoying lackey and a man who seems to think he can sway the succubus herself into his thrall. Kaival was here and Doane had a few choice words with him to share, She was bedecked in a simple gown that draped just bellow her knees and seemed to be of a black silk and Gauntla, her sister was not far behind in her full incubi gear and she was scanning the crowd as if she expected an ambush. Inside the arena a young group of whyches had began to slaughter one another with elegant flips and horrifying cackles as they slashed at each others pure white flesh and turned the loser crimson.
Doane would walk across the arena garnering the attention of a number of high ranking whyches that lined the arenas rim as they could see trouble a mile away but they remained were they were which meant the two were expected. Jansar could be seen sitting in a large stone throne surrounded by guards on all sides more meant to insure she doesnt just go killing everything in the crowd due to her abuse of combat stimulants and on her left close to her was exactly who she was looking for. Kaival was standing there dressed in his best outfit he could muster and as she could see he was trying once again to gain Jansar's attention. "Well what is this I may ask?" Jansar said with a silky voice as her stone like face remained without emotion. "The two sisters once again coming to my arena? Tell me Gauntla when will you give in and come to my side? Even when you were a child I knew your power and I still want it." She slithered the words out as Kaival cackled. "Doane it is good to see I have another Archon at my feet with some reason to speak. What is it you want?" Doane stood proudly before Jansar and bowed her head in respect as Gauntla hid a sneer behind her mask as she hated the woman. "Jansar... it is good to see you once again. I am here because that one stole something that belonged to me and I want it back." She said pointing to Kaival who acted shocked. "How dare you." He sputtered. "To think that you would accuse me of something so devious..." before her could finish the crowd roared into life as the door opened up and Gorock ducked out from it and close behind him was Corva. "Though I guess you have me pegged." Kaival said with a snicker."
Corva was astounded by the number of people about in this small arena and they were all dark eldar, he had never seen so many xenos before not even on the battlefield of his old home. Gorock was bellowing out in an unknown language that could have easily been nothing really and just the ork screaming for the sake of screaming. Doane looked out over the arena in horror as she saw her pet before the masses and ready to fight. "Wait Jansar wait thats my property..." before she could finish Jansar began to laugh which seemed to gain a look of awe from her surrounding guard as she was only known for showing emotion when her blood began to boil and they may need to hold her back. "Your property?... Kaival is that true?" She looked to him with a smile. "Dont bother I couldn't care less hes mine now. Kaival here gave him to me as a present to court me though I wont accept. The mans appetites are not able to be sated and I would likely need to kill him to just feel pleasure in our bedroom." Kaival looked shocked at these words before he slowly began to slink into the shadows and away from here. "I know... I will wager him with you. If your little pet survives past the first round then you can have him." Jansar said with a smirk. "What if he loses?" Doane asked before Jansar's gaze fell over Gauntla. "I think you know... if he loses Gauntla is mine... if he dies the your sister will belong to m..." Before Jansar could finish and before Gauntla's protests Doane suddenly shouted. "Deal!" Jansar seemed shocked but not as much as Gauntla who looked to her sister and behind her mask a tear rolled down her cheek. "Sister what ar..." Gauntla was interrupted by her sisters glare. "It's Archon and you will obey this!" She said sternly causing Gauntla to bow her head in respect and in a feeling of betrayal.
