You seem to have appeared in some weird colosseum. That’s until you heard ear-piercing cheering that was akin to that of screeching rather than a supportive fanbase. Your audience didn’t look human at all, they were filled with demonic entities and human-animal hybrids. What kind of fever dream were you in now?

In the center of the monolithic ring of bloodshed you happened to find yourself in you would see a ruby platform where demons using grotesque heavy-metal instruments would play their Hellish anthem. Then in the center of them, a magenta flame would spiral out of nothing before constructing itself into a vampiric witch of sorts.

She spoke through a winged microphone in her hand to her fiendish audience. "Welcome back you disgusting creatures…I’m sure all of you have been dying for our next blood-spilling, spine-rattling match but don’t worry because I, Sharon Maximus is here to please all of your ugly desires."

She pulled another from an alternate universe that would be your opponent as she explained both of your statistics to the audience. You just stood there awkwardly until you decided to interrupt her.