<div class="floatleft">(http://d3rm69wky8vagu.cloudfront.net/article-photos/large/1.168419.jpg)</div>Distance: 4 Hexes<br/>Turn 1: Speed 4<br/><br/>A ring of people formed to watch the first match up of fighters.  The pairing of the large, Native American and the spirited man of Chinese descent was one people were eager to witness.  Lights flooded down to the concrete surface the pair would use as their battleground.  Markings of chalk and blood showed this place to be a basketball court once but also a ring where blood was spilled for pleasure.  There was some purchase to be found on the smooth surface while behind each man a hoop loomed with pristine netting.  Around them the volume of cheers steadily increased, leading to an energetic whoop when the blanket was tossed clean from his shoulders.<br/><br/>The sound was only matched when the Asian man split the crowd with a sideways, cartwheel into the lights.  Not long to remain still, the man was already dancing from one foot to the other as he made preparation for the fight.<br/><br/>“First up we got Ming and Michael Forrester.  Alright folks we going to have a clean fight here and all that jazz we’ve come to know and love.”  The DJ’s voice boomed out over the speakers hung from trees and the house.  Red solo cups bounces together and beer splashed before he screamed, “Go!”