A thick foul odor, probably familiar to some in the stands, wafted through the air as I stepped into the private arena. The light of the stadium was unpleasant, but not overt enough to cause any damage, though it need immediatly cause me to long for the peaceful darkness of the catacombs. With each step, a trickle of purple slime dripped around me, beginning to pool as I stood still in the arena. "I haven't seen very many challengers in the labyrinth lately, and eating the others there gets boring after a while." Laughing I gave a spin, hurling a large ball of slime up into the stands. It exploded in midair, small purple drips falling all over. "Anybody here think they're strong enough to fight me?" Laughing again I turned, throwing a similar ball over the other side. "Or are you all staying out of the labyrinth because your so scared?" I tauntingly slapped and wiggled my butt a couple times at the stands as I stood, hoping all the insults would get me an interesting challenger.