Fight to Live. Live to Fight (Accepting)

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I didn't do anything though." Atella grunted.  

[Zahzi]

"All of the idiots here lose in their fights with me in less than ten seconds." The Gladiator grinned.

This had been the third Gladiator that had fought in the Coliseum along with Krom and Atella.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...Why is it I have this amazing talent to mess with the right people?" Atella groaned.  

[Zahzi]

"It helps sometimes."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"So I've pretty much doomed myself into fighting among you guys now in the coliseum, huh?"  

[Zahzi]

"You've lasted in this fight longer than all of them combined."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

". . .I'm taking that response as a yes." Atella groaned, slumping over.

"Sad part of it all? I have no training. I'm just going with instincts and what feels right to me."  

[Zahzi]

"That, and I watched Krom train you in evasion."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"This is combat though. Not evasion."  

[Zahzi]

"Evasion is necessary."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Evasion is just a part of combat. I'm only trained in that so far."  

[Zahzi]

"Which is more than can be said about the other retards..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...Please tell me you're joking..." Atella groaned, as she stood straight up now.  

[Zahzi]

"Unfortunately, I am not."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...You know what? Let's just call this a draw." Atella sighed, before she turned to the other Gladiators.

"And you idiots. Why don't you make yourselves useful, AND TRAIN!"