It was a Friday night, and that meant fight night. Miles was in the ring, lying on the ground in defeat. He was just beaten by the pheonix hybrid, Blaze, who stood over him with an unamused expression. The crowd roared in applause before Miles was wisked away through a door in the side of the arena. The zombie was put back in his cage, bloodied and bruised. "I'll get that jerk next time," He scoffed loudly.
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