Oh, how Gemma wished she could fly right now. The gods had been smart to place in her in this weak, pathetic human body. If she had been in her true form, she would have already laid waste to the other competitors. Which would make for a boring game for that trio. Gemma nodded her head to Ghaleon.<br/><br/>"Yeah, I get it. Dragons are pretty judgmental as well."<br/><br/>Gemma told him with a smile. It was true, dragons could be very judgmental. They had large egos and looked down at beings they thought were beneath them. She wished she could fly right now. She would have taken to the sky and gotten a good take of the arena. She also felt watched. She was sure the gods were watching their every move somehow. Waiting for the first blood shed to take place.<br/><br/>"I have never seen armor like that before."<br/><br/>Gemma admitted to Ghaleon. She had thought the armored woman was just a human and had been quick to dismiss her as a threat. But perhaps her armor could give her an advantage in the game. Gemma did wonder what weapon would be waiting for her.<br/><br/>"I have no idea. Back home, my weapons are my claws and teeth. Well, those and fire, but..."<br/><br/>Gemma attempted to roar and create fire from her mouth, which sounded pretty weak coming from her body. Of course, no fire came out.<br/><br/>"Looks like fire is a no go."<br/><br/>She said with a small life. They approached a case that had her name on it. It had a heavy lock but Gemma was able to get into it off rather easily. Perhaps not all her superior strength was gone. She pulled out a sword. The blade was silver and the hilt was dark red. It look like dragon scales. She showed the sword to Ghaleon.<br/><br/>"Maybe we were put on the same team because we have the same weapon."