Darius doesn't leave my side till we make it to The Clawing grounds.
I find a multitude of Lunas all dressed in the same attire as me, poured out into the center of the amphitheater.
And as opposed to attacking and killing each other, I find them standing around, waiting.
I turn my sights to the seats that make up the amphitheater and I find them packed to the brim.
Which causes my stomach to evolve from a simple churn to a rumble instead.
So many eyes watching.
"Calm down." Darius' voice rings into my ears. "They are just spectators, they can't harm you." He says and I wonder if he's gotten some new mind reading Instinct.
A nod is the only response I can give as of now.
I keep my gaze steady on the Lunas before me.
Each face present is soft and beautiful, most of them not too older than I am, which does a minimally good job of alleviating my anxiousness.