The fighting pit echoed with raucous shouts and jeers, a mix of excitement that seemed to shake the very foundations of the Undercity.
It was fight day, and the air crackled with anticipation for the match between Zafron and Sakura against the infamous duo of Draco and the Butcher.
Around the edges of the pit, onlookers jostled for position, their voices rising in a chaotic blend of predictions and wagers.
"Fifty units on Draco and the Butcher!" a gruff voice called out. "Those newbies don't stand a chance!"
"I'll take that bet," another responded, though his voice lacked conviction. "You never know, might get lucky."
A third chimed in, "Lucky? Against Draco? You're throwing your units away, mate."
The majority seemed to side with Draco, his reputation as an undefeated fighter overshadowing any potential upset.
Still, a few brave souls placed their bets on the underdogs, hoping for a miracle and a big payout.