With an almost cooing, soothing voice, the gypsy whispers down to her "champion" in plain sight of your trembling body "DO ME A FAVOR AND KILL HIM QUICKLY, LITTLE ONE. I HAVE A FEW JOBS FOR YOU TO DO FOR ME LATER." To your surprise, the small figure answers back at the giant gypsy "Yes, Madame. As you wish." It's a person! She's put you up against another shrunken person in her own sick little colliseum. She lifts her hands up and claps them together, and with a giggling delight says "LET THE FIGHT BEGIN! AND BE SURE TO MAKE IT ENTERTAINING!" Looking around quickly you spot a toothpick a few feet away and run over to grab it. Holding it up at chest level, you try to make your fighting stance as efficient looking as possible, despite the fact that this is basically the first fight you've ever been in... and it's to the DEATH. You turn your attention back to your opponent, trying to ignore the massive grinning face peering over you like a pale, beautiful moon. Who has the gypsy sent to fight you?
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