As the cage door swings open, an armed combatant emerges, prowling the Colosseum Arena. His hands gradually darken, fingers aglow with an eerie blue, while particles swirl within.

"So, you're my next opponent."

Draven's eyes gleam from within his helmet as particles fuse, forming a greatsword in his darkened hands.

"Let's see if your stance changes after a taste of my blade."

Draven strides toward you, eyes flickering ominously behind his helmet.