Belerash frowns about the announcement, but he can understand such brutal sport being appreicated by certain circles. Being pratical he boldly asks from the odd voluptous woman; "What are rules of the arena and matches then?" The dreams had made Belerash hard, but years of study have teached him focus so he ignored his lust for now. But he did eye whit hungry looking dark green eyes the other femine 'combatants', tougthing about new creative uses for his some combat spells.....