I stood warily in the center of the designated arena, staring right at the person who had been chosen as my opponent; after Ophelia's fight there had been quite a few more, and each one had been low stage Blossoms against high stage Foundations, meaning that the likely matchup I would be against was a low stage Blossom.
Whether that meant I would be lucky enough to go against a First Blossom or have terribly luck and end up against a Third Blossom was a complete coinflip, so when I had been called up to fight against a First Blossom I almost let out a happy shout.
Now I had this notion in my head that maybe I would be able to make this a somewhat close bout, or at the very least last longer than ten, maybe fifteen seconds total, but seeing the muscular dark skinned futanari sauntering out to stand opposite me made me reconsider that.
