"Hailing from the deepest and darkest corners of the Okoto jungle, it's the rookie of the year, so close to winning his first ever championship! You all know him, you all love him. Give it up for... Gresh, the Gladiator of Jungle!"
As the announcer's booming, echoing voice faded away beneath the cheering audience, Gresh stepped forward through the gate. At first, he shielded his eyes as his vision adjusted to the bright sunlight, a stark contrast to the dark armory that he had just left. Then, as he looked around the arena, he allowed himself a well-deserved moment to fully take in his surroundings.
Even now, after so many games, the arena still took his breath away. The unorthodox angular stone architecture that reached up towards the heavens... the statues modeled in the likeness of past champions... a massive carving of the Protectors' mask that marked the entrance to the arena, which surely must have taken years to complete, even for the Stone Tribe's