The colosseum waiting area is brimming with both fans and fighters alike as they mingle. One particularly large crowd catches your eye - naturally, it belongs to one of the most flamboyant fighters of the entire roster, Bathym. Seeing you out of the corner of his eye he saunters over to you with a confident smirk.

“Couldn’t help but stare, hmm? You don’t need to be so shy. I don’t exactly bite, you know. Not unless you want me to anyways.”