Who: Vanessa OTA (other owners, non-fighters) When: July 4th Where: Sand Arena What: From the safety of the stands, the crowd watches the show. Warnings: (TBD)
It was easy to see what the crowd loved about Revolve. It was visceral. Vanessa would admit that. Savage, brutal, and wholly inhuman. Little wonder when one considered the level of savagery involved within the participants. They were little better than animals ripping themselves apart.
The majority of the crowd did little better. A few lost themselves in the moment. Oh, they remained in their seats and fanned themselves lazily from the heat. But she could see it in their eyes. The polite facade only went so far. They loved every second the matches, from the first blow to the final. Vanessa didn't enjoy the blood - or the violence, if she were being honest. It was all part of the show. The aspect of death didn't bother her on those rare occasions it appeared in her life. It was a natural occurrence, even when brought about by unnatural means.
Draped over her own chair, Vanessa was seated up in the private area with the other VIPs on the island. She did enjoy watching her new toy annihilate the competition. Despite his claims to the contrary, Gambit had performed exceptionally well in the first round. So well, in fact, she might have been suspicious when she caught the anger in his face when her eyes caught his.
Raising her glass to her lips, the petite brunette turned to regard at her fellow spectators and, just perhaps, size up the competition.