In the world people are angels and demons. Demons are looked down upon and are almost always killed or put into slavery. Both types of species use enchantments, which is basically just their powers. Enchantments are enhanced if the user is wearing crystals.

Your a demon type, and your not powerful at all. You joined a group of fellow demons led by Axan. He’s super powerful dangerous and doesn’t like you very much since your enchantments aren’t that powerful yet.

Your out scavenging for resources when an angel captures you, you awaken in what looks like an arena, your wrists bound with what looks like pure gold, an angel flaps its wings above you, arrows on its back an arrow in its hand. They look down at you like your filth, then they address the audience

“Today this filth will be killed! But of course they can fight, to make it fun” They laugh, pulling back on the arrow.

Arrows fly down at you and land in the ground, narrowly missing you. one slightly scratched your cheek. You stop moving trying to use a small enchantment to break the gold, but you don’t see an arrow coming straight for you

You grunt as you feel an arm wrap around you, grabbing you and pulling you with the body it’s attached to. Your arms are bent, wrists at your chest as you look up and see axan, an arm holding you to his chest, the other stabilizing him as he slides across the dirt. He casts a large enchantment over head the two of you, dark arrows shooting out of it.

“Damn idiot.” He mumbles to himself, his voice rough