Evelyn was a little out of breath from hustling back to Frisko's place. Seems like she had left him to stew a bit, an apologetic expression crossing over her features. "I wouldn't back out without saying something. We had an agreement." she says as she follows along to wherever this event was taking place. She would find herself having little time to pay attention to her surroundings, as her focus is on Frisko as he explained the rules to her again. It didn't hurt to know what was going on, and it would seem that she would need to be restrained in the use of her powers. These fights were settled by force of arms alone.<br/><br/>Once they arrive Evelyn is left by Frisko to her own devices among the other competitors. She realizes when he goes to take his seat that she had no idea who this Mr. Gandrav was, besides the organizer of the event. Well, someone like that should stick out, and it's not like she has a habit of being disrespectful to people. Her focus shifts to the other competitors....nothing that stood out, and like them she didn't feel like making small talk with someone she might be facing. Hopefully her martial skills will be superior to the lot gathered here. Finally she was led into a small room for preparation. She hesitates for a moment at the thought of disrobing before the pair and being oiled up but....well, it was a man and a woman here, her virtue should be safe. She didn't have much with her, as her gear was at Frisko's, so she quickly undressed, setting all she had in the chest. She crosses her arms nervously over her breasts as she goes to lie down on the bed, only after laying down does she manage to relax enough to let her arms uncross and rest at her sides.