Triumph
Momentarily, She was called upon by her registered name to enter the ring. Blair exhaled heavily, she shut her eyes to quickly mutter a short prayer, hoping for success at the end of every fight she would engage in today. It truly meant a lot to her and she didn't want to be killed. For once, she was doing something she felt was better with her life and she was going to be successful, she thought.
She made her way from the back of the boulder, into everyone's sight. She watched as they cheered on and on, while she was escorted to the ring.
The two warriors that were been called upon met in the ring; The Black Raven and Vulture, their eyes targeted on each other. The tension in the air was palpable, as the crowd watched with bated breath. The first warrior was tall and muscular, his arms rippling with strength. He held a sword in his right hand, and a shield in his left.