I welcome you all... I welcome you all to the opera of blood...
The stage was set, the audience was in place. The violins and organ played that erie hymn that night. Lights flashing passing you by, that steel would slide right past your eyes. One must pay attention to the music that is being played to truly understand the beauty of the fight at hand. Black and smooth was the floor, perfect mask to hide the crimson notes of your wounds melody. "Ooohs" and "Awwws" would play out with each swing you would take, the conductor playing to the music at hand. In this show of life and death, no encore would be given at the curtain call.
Death Hazard:
None
Spectator Influence:
Throwing objects into the arena of combat. The loser will be executed live on stage via guillotine and person who gets to let the rope go gets picked randomly.
Arena Size:
twenty five yards by fifteen yards.
