"Water now!" Channai grunts prodding her finger into the bare chest of her servant. "Idiot! This fight is so dry, you should have known. You should have my water ready! Why should I need to ask!"<br/><br/>The servants runs off away from the tribe's family into a nearby hut, stumbling on the loose sand below him. Channai huffs, and rests her cheek in the palm of her hand.<br/><br/>"Father, if I were in charge I would give these warriors a little bit more incentive..."<br/><br/>The female warrior grows with full forces as she squeezes her opponents head tighter in the lock. "There is no blood, no action, no excitment! If I were you father I would have thrown them both to the sharks! Father, my birthday is coming up and I to witness the greatness of the Sha'shabi arena fight to the death in my honour! You need to find some noble fighters."<br/><br/>The chief glances at his daughter from the side of his eyes and lets out a deep, long sigh. He shakes his head as he looks up at the sky then back to the fight without saying a word.<br/><br/><br/><br/>(are weapons allowed in the fight or is it just hand-to-hand combat)<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>