Though he had had only a very brief respite since his battle against the dimwitted enchantress, Dominu felt very rested and confident as he entered the arena for this new match, taking immediate note of the new terrain to form a plan of attack. At first glance, he took it as some projection of a wood elf village, homes built high in the trees and connected by dozens of overlapping bridges, an open maze with enough leaves to hide a hundred traps. The mage kept an eye out for his opponent; an attack plan was no good if you didn't know who or what you were attacking.