Act I: Red Hat
After leaving the make-shift underground black market, Mwana and Waya finally arrived at the main event – a giant arena. The atmosphere in the underground arena was electric, thick with tension and raw energy.
Mwana pushed through the throng of onlookers, irritation bubbling within him.
"What's with this crowd anyway?" As he elbowed his way past a group of rowdy spectators, he paused momentarily as a fleeting image crossed his mind.
"What was that?!"
For just a second, he swore he saw a man that resembled a black sun—a black dragon, or perhaps even a void had passed by him. But what Mwana did not know was that through the endless crowd, the 'other' had noticed him as well.
"What kind of dragon are you, anyway?" The other young man muttered to himself.
