The old colosseum of Old Ashvarn was a historic landmark of immense significance,
constructed countless years ago… back in the age of the first heroes, as some claimed.
The arena buried deep within the city held a strategic position,
built atop a relatively high elevation that allowed it to overlook most of the old city from above.
This vantage point granted the hunters who seized it a wide field of vision,
allowing them to detect danger the moment it approached.
Among those standing watch was the massive figure of Jackson Heart,
who had left his cell and climbed to the highest tier of the stands, observing the distant city of Ashvarn with quiet appreciation.
The towering buildings—dark, Victorian architectural masterpieces—glimmered beneath a sky strewn with stars.
Even if that sky was nothing more than a false construct beneath the earth,
it did nothing to diminish its haunting, breathtaking beauty.
If one were to ignore the horrors and monsters that infested it,
