Chapter 306

Through the door, a staircase led up and into a viewing room. While the Coliseum was a huge ovular arena, the thousands of seats were for show; city goers weren’t lounging throughout. Rather, they congregated in a spacious elevated viewing room with an overhang that contained dozens of seats with an ideal view of the fight below, along with space to stand and watch. Only a few people were seated.

There was a lot to take in as she finished her ascent up the stairs.

First: the other city goers. There were around four dozen inside the large viewing room. More than she’d expected. Then again, idling in the Coliseum and viewing fights was apparently the easiest non-lewd way to gain enchanted tokens. So anyone who wasn’t inclined to tackle this bizarre realm in the intended way ended up at the Coliseum.

Likely, along with that regular crowd, there would be curious viewers—like Natalie and Vanetta—and perhaps teammates coming to watch a fight involving someone they knew. And maybe a few voyeurs sprinkled in. Those present for the love of it.

Some were seated, some were standing, some were clumped together, and some were off by themselves, as far from the rest as they could manage. A number of conversations were taking place, especially by the people standing in a group near the front, leaning on the railing that oversaw the arena. Natalie caught a few snippets, since they were the loudest: they were talking about the fight below. And it was still a fight; it hadn’t moved on to more yet. That would come after a victor was decided as far as Natalie understood.

The average attire was more conservative than on the streets. Far less lewd. Natalie assumed that was for previously mentioned reasons: the spectators who lingered in the Coliseum were those who didn’t want to take more drastic measures to enchant their tokens. So not only were they poorer, and thus couldn’t afford the lewd gear being hawked, they were also on average less willing to walk around in tiny metal bikinis.

A few people glanced over at Natalie and Vanetta as they walked in, but while their eyes lingered on Natalie’s revealing outfit, they turned back forward after inclining their heads in silent acknowledgment.

She shared a look with Vanetta. The two of them swerved off and found a place near the front to stand, to the side, and peeked into the arena grounds below.

As expected, the fight was underway. The Coliseum wasn’t as massive as some of the ones that might be found at Aradon, but it was still large, so the figures below were made small by the distance.

But that didn’t matter when there was a gigantic viewing screen on the opposite side of the arena.

On that screen, an illusion—or however the enchantment worked—replicated the two combatants in larger-than-life detail. There were similar devices for the higher-end arenas in Aradon, but Natalie was surprised to see one here. Maybe she shouldn’t be. Anything the real world could create, the dungeon could.

Down below, two mages were dueling.

The first was a short brown-haired girl wielding a staff. Bolts of fire magic were spewing forth from the wooden weapon, though she was on the back foot and having to weave the spells in between dodging her opponent’s attacks.

Her ‘opponent’, a dark-haired mage, came bundled with a skeleton warrior. A summoner? Necromancer-themed, or perhaps a full necromancer, based on the bone creation. The construct wielded a small round buckler and a short sword, and it fearlessly chased down the fire mage.