Pihu
Given the time constraints, all Pihu was able to palm from the stranger's bag was a pack of cards. She slipped those into her pocket before she started speaking to the old man. "Oh ye, anyone can walk in here and do as they please. Not all of 'em walk out again." She gestured at the male combatant, who was being carried out of the ring, unconscious (or worse). It was 50/50 if those helping him were friends or people planning to rob him blind while he couldn't defend himself.
Eying Darkeye, she cocked her head to the side. "Ye can call me P." Jerking her chin at the arena, she laughed. "Ye still wanna blow off some steam, as ye say?"
Eying Darkeye, she cocked her head to the side. "Ye can call me P." Jerking her chin at the arena, she laughed. "Ye still wanna blow off some steam, as ye say?"
Like you're hanging by a thread
But you gotta survive
But you gotta survive
