Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161008211047/@comment-26288702-20161029235614

(Sigh, right.)

The elevator comes to a screeching halt in a tight corridor. Unlike the station above, the corridor is dark, only a faint light illuminating it. Hound on par with the gate opening, steps out and heads down the hall. The enters into a spherical room of red stone. Two stair cases line the wall ahead, leading to higher levels. Hound continues forward through a door less archway. Praetor and Ibrahim behold Armata's colosseum. 14 rows of seats in all directions, large barred gates spread line the walls of the combat floor. In the center of the rows on their left is a large stone seat with a tattered red slik draped over it.