The Golden Shadow Vs. The Exalted Blacksmith

The rows and rows of seats were chock full of people, the air buzzing with chatter and anticipation. Amirah Radial could practically scent the barely contained excitement of today's match. Her own readiness sang to her and nearly had her joining the crowd. From her waiting area, she could gaze about and see the expanse of the arena floor she was duel at. Although she paled at the moat of water surrounding the arena, hoping that she wasn't to go against a water mage. Checking her magic reserves, she had been sure to rest up the previous day. ''Hmmm, the Deathbound Amphitheater. Fitting name.'' The rather grayness of everything and the mass of dark and light clouds contrasting each other hinted at a storm, which the weather forecast was sure to say that it was clear skies today. Perhaps a feature constructed for this very place, its banners flapping in the wind, and the nearby smell of food had her stomach growling.

Turning to her partner, she grinned. "Good day for a match, hmm?"