(Thanks Frank)<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Earlier, I wrote:</cite>Zaana slithers out into the arena, her scales shining in the sunlight. She looks around, looking for her opponent.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Zaana turns her head towards the popping sound, her icy-blue eyes focussing on the new arrival. A magic user? Hmmm... This match might be more difficult than she'd hoped. She briefly pauses to wonder whether she has been seen yet. Probably. There isn't much that can hide a 30-foot-long blue snake in terms of camouflage out here. Instead, she coils herself up into a loose heap and stares at her opponent, waiting for them to make their move.