Jason knew that as soon as the gargoyle started talking that he was going to be the one fighting. He was no match for what ever the arena held, Ryder had said it herself there weren't very many humans.<br/><br/>The glare Ryder threw his way as she walked around her desk was deadly. He didn't register the whip being grabbed until it was inched from his face. Jason took a half step back, a little annoyed at her attempt to mock his accent. He knew this wasn't the country, and he knew that Percival's fighters would probably rip him to pieces in the first five minutes.<br/><br/>So the gargoyle, Harklas, would be fighting tomorrow. It would give Jason a chance to figure out what he was going to do, and also see what this arena was all about.<br/><br/>Jason listened to Ryder, hopefully looking more confident then he felt. Having no meals didn't bother Jason, how long had he gone without eating back home when the money ran out? Then again, he would need all his strength if he was going to have even the slightest chance.<br/><br/>When Ryder said no more, Jason took this, as well as the caw from the falcon as a sign to leave. Turning, the manners his mama had forced into him came back. Muttering a "Yes, ma'am." quietly, Jason walked out of the room.<br/><br/>How could he be so nervous to have forgotten everything his mama had taught him? Proving himself to Ryder was going to be difficult, especially since he was only human.