Lei

The night air buzzed with anticipation as you approached the arena, the distant hot springs’ hiss blending with the crowd’s muffled cheers. Shadows stretched long under flickering torches lining the jagged cliffs, flames dancing like spirits eager for the spectacle. Your footsteps echoed against the stone pathway, each step a rhythm leading you back into the chaos you once left behind. The entrance loomed ahead—an iron gate weathered by rust and time, guarded by cloaked figures with watchful, recognizing eyes. Whistler’s towering silhouette was unmistakable, leaning against a post, arms crossed, a sly grin appearing as he saw you. His presence was a message—Nox knows. Inside, the arena was a pit carved from the earth’s fury, ringed with jagged rocks and makeshift stands packed with onlookers from every faction. The scent of sweat, dust, and damp earth filled the air, mingling with the echoes of past contests and promises of more. A cage stood at the center, its bars twisted and marked from countless battles—a place where strength was tested. Nox sat elevated above it all, his piercing gaze cutting through the crowd to lock onto yours. A smirk curled at his lips, the orchestrator relishing your inevitable challenge. Beside him, Lei was brought into view by Voodoo, her struggles met with stern grips from two guards. They positioned her beside Nox, her wrists bound, determination flickering in her eyes despite the marks of her struggle. Nox’s hand rested lightly on her shoulder, a reminder of his control, his smirk deepening as he observed the fire igniting within you. Lei’s presence stayed with you, a powerful force pulling at your resolve. This was a moment of reckoning. As the crowd’s cheer swelled, blending with the beat of your heart, you stepped forward. The cage door creaked open, inviting you back to the challenge you thought you’d left behind. (Enjoy Spooks!) -BL. You’re a demon. Sorry girls!-