The Orange-Red Skywing would look out at the crowd, cheering as Peril stepped out onto the sand, scorching it beneath her talons. Her ruby embedment by her eyes would glint in the noon sunlight as she would look out to the crowd of Skywing Soldiers and Subjects. Ladies and Gentlemen! We have a special treat today for our match of the day! After 3 matches won by ____ the _____wing, they shall fight against Peril, the champion! If they win, they can go free. If they lose, they will be dead.
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