Block B

As she entered the arena, Nami was met with the roar of the crowd. Her sandals tapped lightly onto the stone floor, her jeans still snug tight against her firm waist. While the mention of armor was appealing, she still wanted to stay light on her feet. So as a compromise she simply swapped out her green and white striped bra for one of made of a light metal, similar to the female gladiator from before.

As the remaining combatants streaked in from behind, soon the floor was filled with warriors ready for blood. Already she could see some of the men sizing their opponents, most easily resting their eyes on the lone girl in the ring. Brushing their predatory gazes to the side for now, the navigator then decided to do the same.

While a lot of the fighters appeared to be of the standard garden variety, for every score of them she could make out at least one face that seemed more dangerous than the rest.

Bellamy the Hyena was one of them, an infamous pirate her crew had dealt with in the past. Supposedly he had the ability to turn himself into a human projectile through the transformation of his legs into powerful springs.

The behemoth from before, Spartan, was also in the mix, his eyes already fixated on her smaller frame with dangerous intent.

Then there was a giant who stood above them all, two brothers that reeked the smell of deceit, a masked man that seemed to breathe fire... The diversity of opponents in the ring was astounding if nothing else.

"FIGHTERS ARE YOU READY?"

It was time to decide. Either she found someone to face, or someone else would find her first.