He watched the fight for a few minutes, before reaching over and picking up the feline woman and tearing her scraps of clothing off, before placing her in his lap. He groped her breasts with one hand, the other hand spreading her pussy with two fingers while his middle finger slid into her vent. The fight was quite entertaining, the diminishing size of the ring making the fight far more interesting than the first one, the fighting getting more fierce and dirty the smaller the ring got. The quintet was abruptly broken by two suddenly falling into the widening pit, and he grinned, having already chosen the six that he would keep for training with the drow, and which ones were fit for Pleasure Island, grace and flexibility a higher need than other abilities. Two more would join the breeders, and one would be acceptable, possibly, for bodyguard duties on this plane, along with Sharees and Rein, though he wanted to inspect the nine remaining toys in the barn first. He stood up, having been rewriting the three breeders near him to enjoy and require his seed or child, dumping the whimpering feline on the ground, and heading inside, letting the fight finish when the arena vanished, dumping the last fighters into the rape ooze while he was inside, inspecting the goods.