Alaedra watches the combat below with interest, both for her own martial curiousity and the basic bloodlust so common to her people. As the combat nears it's finale, Alaedra is sitting up in her seat a little watching eagerly as the bleeding orc finishes the human, clapping and cheering with the rest of the crowd.<br/><br/>When the devil returns with her wine, Alaedra smiles a polite almost thank you, but only almost, and takes the wine, sitting back into her chair. Sipping it, Alaedra finds it interesting, and not displeasing, though perhaps a taste for this wine needs to be cultivated. It's good enough, at any rate, that Alaedra is thinking about trying.<br/><br/>Now for food served off a beautiful naked female, and more fights to come. Alaedra can already feel her loins warmed slightly from the first fight and the thought of things to come, a pretty normal response for her. Sex and death are closely linked, some say, and Alaedra has always found the spectacle of combat to be almost as arousing as watching others have sex. This could be a very enjoyable night.