On one of the highest buildings in Gravenhague city, Ryzon stands tucking his sword back in his sheath, for he had just got finished with his daily training. He sits on the edge of the building and stares into the sky. He thinks back to this morning when he was traveling to his training spot, he remembers the arena sign. The arena is where fighters test their skills, and fight against each other, and bet money on it. The arena was also partially owned by the martial artist dojo owner that Ryzon is currently staying with. The owner had told him about the arena because Ryzon would have to start paying rent for living at the dojo. Just thinking about the rent set Ryzon at an unease.

Ryzon took a deep breath as he stood up and exhaled it out. Looking down he could see all the people moving around. They looked like ants from his viewpoint. He leaped from the building and was free falling towards the ground. He landed a dark alleyway making a loud ruckus from the ground being crushed beneath him. His legs were made out of metal so the fall didn't damage him at all. Ryzon dashed out of the area for he did not want anyone to see him. He was headed towards the arena.