In the morning of the event, it was still not revealed what surprise monster Red Sun would face, but the entire city of Essyrn was thriving. The event seemed to generate more interest than her past battles- but it seemed horribly one sided-
Un armed warrior woman to face an unknown beast....
"Considering how Red Sun was nearly killed by that snake, I think Karime's determined to end her career in blood." The man shook his head as he was hanging up a sign just outside the Colosseum walls. "If she dies, he makes money. If she lives.. well.... that would make things very interesting indeed."
He turned to the scribe behind him, "What are the odds?"
And the man peered up from his scroll. "The odds are against Red Sun. 10.. to 1."
The other man chuckled. "Is that it? Well, might as well place a bet ont he loser. After all, if she wins... I'll be quite the rich man. If she loses well..." he stroked his beard and shrugged, and moved to enter the Colosseum where a sea of people were beginning to rush inside, and despite the heat of the day, the place was already becoming packed with people.
And it was only when Karime's flags were seen and his entourage began to approach the Colosseum that the attention was turned to him- and there, upon a carried throne he sat, drinking his wine int he shade, while behind him- Red Sun remained, in her usual, meager armor- and in chains within an iron barred cart.
As the caravan strolled through many turned to look at the woman, both fascinated by her- and also repulsed. To think she defied her master two times already. They all seemed eager to see her blood, and those near to her that could, threw rocks at her as she passed.