Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20140912075843/@comment-4211788-20160906083100

Hiero assists Drake in having the group move into a shaded room in the colosseum. The group would instantly notice just how much in shambles the whole place is. The intererior was full of rubble, destroyed furniture, and the previous lockers where warriors would get ready were completely vandalized.

The hawk laid both Frost and Keira side by side of one another. He knew the two were still conscious.

"I'm.. Feeling.. Light.. Headed.." Keira says very out of breath. The otter tries to produce a water coolant, but she's exhausted and dehydrated.

"I forget that Vattens usually suffer when away from water for a long time. They slowly lose the ability to create water over time.. We were fools to not bring beverages." Hiero comments on Keira's condition.

"What I'm about to do most would consider disgusting.. This is an art taught in Igna-Tribu to keep people cool during heat waves or when traveling into Abroo's Gaze. The art is called the flash sweat, this streams sweat across the body to rehydrate it for a temporary duration. It also produces a very.. unpleasant scent to say the least."

Keira's expression turns to one of disgust but even she couldn't complain judging from her condition.

Hiero places his very hot hand on Frost and Keira's forehead, a stream of sweat then envelops the two. It would cause them to feel very uncomfortable, but more hydrated.

"They aren't prepared to experience the sun quite yet. Judging by my experience in here, there should be water tanks bel-...!" The hawk pauses as he stands up to hear some clanking in the background.

The clanking seems to be coming from bellow, later a heavy thud. "The hell's going on down there.." Hiero says angrily. He then pulls out his sword, looking around suspiciously.