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As usual, the dark room was filled with excited chirps, hisses, growls and general chattering. Everyone seemed to be anticipating tonight's show a lot.
The pike grinned.
"Wonder how much they bet on me this time." he thought to himself.
To say that he was a regular at the Red Abyss would be an understatement -- he had been a loyal customer to the bar and one of their best fighters since he set foot in the city. This earned him his fair share of cuts, bruises and some broken bones, but it paid well and that's all that mattered in the end.

Slowly, he stepped towards the center of the arena. The rules were simple. One-on-one fight. No protections. No weapons besides the fighter's natural abilities. Last standing wins. He cracked his knuckles a bit. His claws and fangs would be more than enough.
The viewers wanted some spectacle? Oh, they were gonna get some spectacle. The pike never felt more alive than when he was beating the shit out of an opponent. That sweet adrenaline rush was just too good to pass up.
"Laaaaaadies aaaaaaaaaaaand gentlemen!" A loud voice boomed from the speakers as two spotlights turned on, centered on the arena. The gallery immediately became quiet.
"You have been waiting for this moment aaaall day long, I'm sure! Have no worries, tonight's fight is bound to make that wait worth it! Two veeeery special opponents are about to fight, for YOUR entertainment and THEIR paycheck!"
Excited clamors came from all corners of the room. The pike felt a slight shiver of pleasure creep up his back. Nothing better than cheers and screams from the audience to get properly riled up before an intense fight.
"First! We have the one, the only, Todd "Croaxer" Jabar! Don't be fooled by his small size, his powerful punches and uppercuts have knocked out even mythical opponents!"
More cheers ensued. The fish squinted his eyes, observing his opponent. He hadn't had the occasion to fight Croaxer before, but he certainly heard a lot about him. Apparently, he indeed managed to knock out even dragons and wyverns, some of the most resilient mythicals out there, with his vicious combination of punches, uppercuts and jump kicks. Despite his seemingly chubby appearance, one look was enough to determine that every muscle in his body was in the exact shape it needed to be to offer the perfect blend of offense, protection and mobility.
"Aaaand! Regulars should know him well by now! A solid staple of the Red Abyss! Where he comes from, what's his full name, nobody knows... A round of cheers for Stuck the pike!"
The fish took a fighting stance, grinning from gill to gill. He was raring to go. He felt like he hadn't fought in forever, despite his last match being only two days ago. And this one? It was going to be a good one, he could feel it. The commentator only had to say one word.
"Fight!"

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As usual, the dark room was filled with excited chirps, hisses, growls and general chattering. Everyone seemed to be anticipating tonight's show a lot.
The pike grinned.
"Wonder how much they bet on me this time." he thought to himself.
To say that he was a regular at the Red Abyss would be an understatement -- he had been a loyal customer to the bar and one of their best fighters since he set foot in the city. This earned him his fair share of cuts, bruises and some broken bones, but it paid well and that's all that mattered in the end.

Slowly, he stepped towards the center of the arena. The rules were simple. One-on-one fight. No protections. No weapons besides the fighter's natural abilities. Last standing wins. He cracked his knuckles a bit. His claws and fangs would be more than enough.
The viewers wanted some spectacle? Oh, they were gonna get some spectacle. The pike never felt more alive than when he was beating the shit out of an opponent. That sweet adrenaline rush was just too good to pass up.
"Laaaaaadies aaaaaaaaaaaand gentlemen!" A loud voice boomed from the speakers as two spotlights turned on, centered on the arena. The gallery immediately became quiet.
"You have been waiting for this moment aaaall day long, I'm sure! Have no worries, tonight's fight is bound to make that wait worth it! Two veeeery special opponents are about to fight, for YOUR entertainment and THEIR paycheck!"
Excited clamors came from all corners of the room. The pike felt a slight shiver of pleasure creep up his back. Nothing better than cheers and screams from the audience to get properly riled up before an intense fight.
"First! We have the one, the only, Todd "Croaxer" Jabar! Don't be fooled by his small size, his powerful punches and uppercuts have knocked out even mythical opponents!"
More cheers ensued. The fish squinted his eyes, observing his opponent. He hadn't had the occasion to fight Croaxer before, but he certainly heard a lot about him. Apparently, he indeed managed to knock out even dragons and wyverns, some of the most resilient mythicals out there, with his vicious combination of punches, uppercuts and jump kicks. Despite his seemingly chubby appearance, one look was enough to determine that every muscle in his body was in the exact shape it needed to be to offer the perfect blend of offense, protection and mobility.
"Aaaand! Regulars should know him well by now! A solid staple of the Red Abyss! Where he comes from, what's his full name, nobody knows... A round of cheers for Stuck the pike!"
The fish took a fighting stance, grinning from gill to gill. He was raring to go. He felt like he hadn't fought in forever, despite his last match being only two days ago. And this one? It was going to be a good one, he could feel it. The commentator only had to say one word.
"Fight!"