'Claux inhaled deeply. However this was not what he expected. He was not in his body. He should not have to take a breath. To test this Claux held his breath. The burn that began to rise in his throat yelled for him to breath. He was forced to do just that, and inhaled a large amount to stop the building headache in his head. He finally opened his eyes, and the sudden roar of cheers surrounded him. The bright lights shined in the dome. The cage that binded him thick. Made form the best support metal made. It was flexable, and could take a car running into it at over 100 miles per hour. Claux knew everything about this arena. This is where he was forced to fight for his life. He was only staring in one direction, but when the slightly "ding" of a bell went off Claux instantly took a defensive stance. He looked around, and his hair turned a faded brown. Claux took a few steps back, and as he did something sent him flying across the ring. The ring itself was nothing more then four or five meters long. Claux opened his eyes, and looked up. There stand on the other end of the ring was a boy with silver hair. A sadistic grin across his face. His left hand in the air. His eyes just as silver as his hair. Claux only looked in absolute shock as the one that stepped into the ring was himself.'
Wolx continued running through the forest. He had tot hink quickly about there next move. He could easily head for the school. Or at the least find some food for the two. He knew of a market close by with enough food for the night. Wolx picked up his speed, and dashed through the forward. His lungs moving in a stead rythum. Wolx controling his breathing so he could ru for longer periods of time. Something he learned during his days as a fighter. he looked back at Valkyrie, and smiled. "What would you like to eat? My Love?"