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... rom the hollowed tusk of a Mammoth that rattled the very bones of the spectators.
DOOOOOM.
The heavy iron gates of Block C ground open, screeching against the permafrost like a dying beast.
A roar from fifty thousand throats hit the competitors like a physical wave.
The Arena of Fangs was a pit of white ice and frozen blood, surrounded by tiered seating carved directly into the sheer glacier walls.
"Fighters!" The announcer, a scrawny Fox-kin perched safel ...
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