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The man frowned, he was hoping to ask for a fight, and receive one. In Villaboloria you needn’t even ask for a fight. They would simply attack you with no provocation. He thought about her words for a moment and decided it useless to go on. Fighting to survive was something he was well accustomed to, and he decided to back off. The thought struck him ‘Why be in the arena if you do not want to fight?’ but he dismissed it. Perhaps the half angel would like to fight. He didn’t ask. If he wished to fight, the angel would. The man turned and walked to the stands. He trotted up to a high seat, and resigned himself to simply sit until someone decided to spar with him.