(Fight: Ilvatha vs Fael)<br/><br/>Where there was once open sand, now the arena took the form of a lush, dense jungle.  Dense foliage covered the arena floor, trees towered above the arena's walls, and vines hung low enough to entangle unwary fighters.<br/><br/>Ilvatha strode into the arena, looking rather unimpressed.  She watched her step carefully however, not wanting to set off one of the many hidden traps - likely some kind of carnivorous plant, if she knew the arena mages well enough.  Once she came into a clearing near the center of the arena, a loud, booming voice echoed through the arena.  "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the Githoran Arena!  For your pleasure tonight, our first fighter is the fire mage, Ilvatha!"  At mention of her name, Ilvatha smiled and waved at the unseen crowds, conjuring a small bit of flame to give them a show before the fight.  She didn't soak in the glory for long though, soon sweeping her arm in an arc and conjuring her trademark flaming sword.  "And opposing this red-hot beauty, is...."