Roaring Heart Body Art
"What's this! John Fenix has decided to sit down mid battle! What is he thinking!" a female voice sounded throughout the arena, voicing the thoughts of everyone in the crowd.
John looked about, trying to find the source of the voice, but couldn't pinpoint it. However, based on the loudness and clarity of the voice, it was most certainly not someone from the crowd yelling out their thoughts. It was too clear, too official in its sound, as if it had been amplified by some sort of formation in order to be audible above all other noise in the arena.
'An announcer?' he wondered. He had not heard the voice during his first fight, although his fight had lasted only a short moment before it was over.