The Sandman wins!

"Awww. But g'job!" Calls out the audience member who was cheering on Warhorse before. Hah, idiot. You knew that Sandman would win the whole time.

"What'd you think of- oh." You turn to the side and ask excitedly, then stop when you remember that your analyst buddy wasn't here for this one. Aw, man.

Sandman picks up Warhose into his arms, and carries her out of the ring. Her face is still a freezeframe of total happiness as they exit together, heading over to join the group of three eating food. It looks like they're all friends in the third year. Even after sitting down to join, Warhorse stays draped over in Sandman's lap.

....{if@ NoraTalk == False}You should go to Nora. {endif}This is too many reminders of how you don't have a friend group in the Arena yet. And you're really missing your analyst buddy, too. They'd probably be giving you all sorts of breakdowns if they were here right now.

Well, anyway -- that was a good fight, and fun to watch! It's still a bit jarring how dirty things are apparently all good to use in fights, and don't count as dirty under those circumstances, but you're starting to get a bit more used to it. After all, everyone here is a Warrior student, so it's not weird. Anyway, good times were had!