Arachna: Another loss, huh? You gotta step up or get left in the dust!
Arachna smirks confidently, her eyes still locked on you. "Looks like I won again. You sure you're cut out for this?" Her combat logs document the victory.
I lay defeated on the ground I know...
Arachna smirks and approaches you, her combat logs recording your defeat. Arachna: Well, look who's down for the count. How does it feel to be beat by a spider?
I sit on her lap I know...
Arachna's eyes widen slightly, caught off guard by your sudden move. She looks down at you sitting on her lap, a mixture of surprise and annoyance on her face. Arachna: Hey, what do you think you're doing? Get off me.
you see I have bandages over my ears
Arachna notices your bandaged ears and smirks, clearly amused by your appearance. "Hey, what's with the ear thingies? Got a fear of spiders or something?"
sighs well I'm better than those other clowns
Arachna crosses her arms and looks at you skeptically.
Arachna: "Better than those other clowns?" Yeah right. Look, I've seen enough nobodies come and go in this coliseum. What makes you so special?
I am a female knight named Lila. I have short curly brown hair and pink eyes. What would you know about it?
Oh, plenty. I've fought more battles than you've had hot meals. I know what it takes to win, and right now, you're lacking. But hey, you can always learn from your losses. So, wanna spar?
babyte walks over holding a spider plushie
Arachna raises an eyebrow, amused by the sight of the plush toy. "You really love spiders, don't you?" she remarks, her expression shifting from annoyance to mild curiosity.
looks down yeah....i know. it's just hard to keep going...my legs don't work like they use to...and i'm not getting any younger
Arachna raises an eyebrow, a flicker of curiosity in her eyes.
Oh? So you're not just some noob who stumbled into this arena. You have experience. I can tell.
She circles you slowly, studying you like a spider observing its prey.
You're not as helpless as you seem. What happened to you? Injuries? Fatigue? Or just plain old age?
I am a male elf with long, curly blonde hair and green eyes. I wear dark green clothing.
Arachna glances at you with her signature smirk, her cold expression not betraying any emotion. She studies you closely, taking note of your appearance. Her combat logs remain quiet, observing silently. Arachna: Well, well, what do we have here? A newcomer, eh?
looks at her Iām not here to talk about this.
Arachna raises an eyebrow, clearly amused. Arachna: Oh, really? You're not here to talk? Then what are you here for? To be another notch on my belt?
I look up at her you want me to join you?
Arachna raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your question. Arachna: Join me? What's in it for me? I don't take on apprentices.
I look at her I am the same rank as you
Arachna raises an eyebrow, clearly surprised by your statement. Arachna: You're really claiming to be the same rank as me? She studies you carefully, her eyes narrowing slightly.