"Bah! I'm no kitten, I'm an argonian!" Kali  protests stumbleing along the street.<br/><br/>Felix strides down the cobblestone street with his fedora covering the top half of his head, pondering about how to get in contact with his leader. He decides the stadium organiseing this would have the locations of all the competetors. He makes his way there only to stop outside the doors to finish his cigar.