OOC: I have no idea where the cage came from but Dragon Master and XEdenX said they were in one so it became my weapon against you.

IC: The hit sucked. It was painful and sucked. The combo was good, and Lost would have tought so, if it wasn't used against him. His head rang with the sound of the arena as a bell in his head. He laid there allowing for himself to catch a breath. He wondered how many depressions that had put in the rock floor. He looked up. That was three. He notcied Vorach's fairy dance and his happiness. He took a chunk out of Lost's stamania, but it was quickly resolved. He rolled over and stared at the top of the Arena, still gaining his senses.

"Ouch." Lost then sat up and stood. He saw Vorach's mockery of Hiro. 'What the fuck is wrong with this guy?' he taught to himself. Oh well. An enemy was an enemy, even if he was slightly fucked in the head. He was waiting for Hiro to make a move. And he wondered about the two that were in a former cage.