Sandstorm

"Alrighty, folks! After a rousing battle to start off the day, let's move on to the very next match of the first round! Remember--this is a battle for the privilege of entering the third floor directly! For these competitors, it may as well be a pile of gold to them!"

With this announcement, the roars of the excited mixture of demons and other inhumans in the stands filled the ears of any unlucky enough to be close by. 

Even Andraste took an interest to this news, looking towards the window as he opened one ear to the following announcement. 

"From the left, Kikomori! From the right, Fedrin! Both competitors--please make your way to the arena now!" 

Kikomori...that's him; that creepy guy from the prelims...Ren thought. 

"What's up, Ren? You know one of those guys?"