It was soon the sixth day, and an enthusiastic energy filled the air, the cheers louder now as the crowd seemed to have recovered from the brutality of the previous day.
The stadium filled faster and people were even arriving earlier to claim the best seats. Even the vendors were having the time of their lives, selling out within an hour of arriving.
Everyone knew what was on the schedule and no one wanted to miss it.
When it was time, Rollo descended into the open arena with his usual calm demeanor, and the crowd cheered, excited for the coming battles.
He raised his hand, and when the spectators finally grew quiet, he spoke.
"Ladies and gentlemen," he said, "welcome to the semi-finals."
The response from the stands was loud as cheers erupted from every direction.
"Our first match," he continued, "starts with a fighter who has burned her way through every obstacle this tournament has placed in front of her, and arrived here on nothing but skill and sheer refusal to stop."
