You had been injured by the last contestant you had fought, bleeding from your thigh. Though, you were bleeding out. You were sitting on the dirty ground, trying to get the bleeding to stop. But to no avail.

Eventually, you heard footsteps from nearby, and a man walked in front of you. He had a raven on his shoulder, and the man looked a bit like a statue.

“Deary me, what’s going on over here?” the man said, chuckling. He wore quite a big smile.