Status: Satora

Satora Razza   ~I closed the locker with more force than was necessary and sat to wrap my knuckles. I didn't need it but the others did and I could play a long in their little games. I stretched, making my muscles accept the positions as a I pushed harder. The familiar burn felt good and roused a hunger in me that I thought had died. The ring was calling my name. Heading to the arena, I schooled my features not showing any of the elation I felt. I nodded at the attendant as I walked by and said three words.~ It is time. — withDia Rivera.