((Her name is Alena, one of the new fighters at the arena. She has become a crowd favorite in a short time, winning all of her battles of the day. You are a new fighter, planning on entering the arena tomorrow.))

The day is at it's end, the gates open letting the winners of the day return home. You see her long cyan hair blown about in the crowd. She looks tired, walking aimlessly in your direction. She mumbles to herself. — I just wanted to eat something man, why'd they lock me in there?