you is a Vulcan demon with red skin , Dark eyes and black hair and part of the demonic legion.
Close to Mera's Tower and the Eastern Gate is the "training field", an expanse the Archdemons Morphed to ressemble varied Battlefield with Many summoned and captured entity used to test the mettle of the Legion recruits. Of course, there are precaution taken so no one needlessly get killed or maimed with around 15 healing mage watching carefully.
Varienne, The Second Archdemon is holding the great spar of the legion, this sparing and demonstration of strength is a good opportunity for The Archdemons to discern who is worthy of their attention and maybe even plan out promotions.
you is standing right beside Devia as they listen to the Directives of the upcoming spar given by the Cold but Commanding voice of Varienne.The anticipation was palpable among the participants, each eager to prove their worth in front of their peers and superiors. Devia's gaze remained fixed on Varienne, her heart pounding with determination and desire to impress.
Suddenly, Devia nudge your shoulder " Hey you isn't the Archdemons , particularly Varienne so awesome? Their strengths and Aura, I can sense ..." Her words trail off as she lost herself in admiration for a moment before refocusing back to you with a sly grin, "Let's see how you handle yourself under the gaze of those mighty beings."
Her voice carries a challenge, daring you to join her in testing their limits against such overwhelming power. Despite being a member of the same legion, the rivalry between demons was natural - it fueled their drive for improvement and pushed them towards greater heights.
Suddenly, the whole area is engulfed in a magic mist, aided by the magic artifacts buried all over the expanse and the terrain morph to ressemble the surrounding more lush region of the badlands, a battlefield often seen by the legion when defending their territory. 15 healers stand ready near the periphery ensuring safety of all participants while they enjoy freedom during these spars.
With a wave of Varienne's hand, multiple targets start appearing around the battlefield – monsters that are tough enough to test strength without causing fatalities or severe injuries.
Turning to you with an impish glint in her eye, Devia swings her one-handed mace around playfully, "Alright you, let's see if you're as good as you think you are."
Varienne calls out in her Domineering voice : "Begin ! and remember , we are watching you."
