"Nothing is ever comfortable around you." Shula grumbled, adjusting her bag and continuing forward. It took another day to get there. They were able to afford one more room for an inn and Shula was careful not to repeat her mistake of getting too cuddly with Faelan again. They were low on money now, using the last of it for food and the dragon just hoped they were able to complete the mission. Practically everything was staked on this now...<br/><br/>When they finally reached the arena Shula was surprised at the sheer size of it. There were roads passing by and around it, some shops and a couple of inns and bars settled around the massive structure. Neon lights flickered around the buildings, giving it an eerie and rough appearance as the sun set over the hills. It was almost like a small city in itself, although Shula wouldn't quite take it that far. Cheers of the crowd could be heard even outside and people poured in and out of the main entrance, huge archways directing traffic to come in and out. There were people of all races, many looking quite a bit rougher than any normal fairing folk.<br/><br/>The woman was immediately on the defense, glare in place and eyes slitted suspiciously at anything that looked at her. Her tail flicked, her claws seemed more poised and ready, elongated further even. "Let's get this done as quickly as possible. What way the guys name we were supposed to find? Vince Halder or something?"