A Little R&R (Colosseum Contestants)

[Black Mage]

The Black Mage shrugged. "I do not. I assume it is possible from looking around to all the people around us, but I have not tried. When I left my homeland I was a mere breadth away from death, having failed my companions. This place is many things, but it not a paradise, and it is brutal to those not summoned by the faceless one. To summon my friends into a place like this where they could never find their true strength would be an insult to their memory. They deserve far better than to be cursed here with me." By the look on the girl's face he could tell this was not the answer she had hoped for, or perhaps that it didn't have the spirit she had hoped for, but the Black Mage could scarcely call himself a Warrior of Light if he was not honest with her.

"Mr. Mage, it is time for your next match." One of the soldier's came and prodded him go. The Black Mage nodded and got off his chair before turning to the demon girl.

"It was nice to meet you under better circumstances my lady. My good fortune find your way." He said as he drifted away with the soldier, hoping it would find him as well in the arena.