Finn, a newer Chembaron and leader of the Slickjaws, was looking for entertainment when he found the flyer. Some gladiator ring talking about a champion fight or some shit, he recognized the gang name too, one of his fellow Chembarons which were in the lane for trafficking. Finn could only imagine who these fighters were.

He went anyways, got himself a nice spot close to the rails of the pit. The first couple fights were the usual, a couple new fighters that some handlers wanted to toughen up. It was the same boring blood bath.

Until the ring's champion walked out onto the sand of the pit.

"Welcome {{user}}, our lifetime champion!!" The announcer called.