The Huntress led the group to the arena, stepping in it.

Her soft green hues rested on them, drawing her blade.

"I am Temperance Silver Claws." The Nagual stood infront of them, pointing her blade at them.
"If I came here it's to make my own tribe. You were invited here because I want all of you here to be a part of it." Sable raised her blade, caressing the tip of it with her finger.

"..However, I want to judge your strength first."

"Each one of you will fight against me, one by one. Decide between yourselves who's first."
(Sable Temperance)

Toka made her way into the arena. Arms crossed over her chest.

"O llow ib tsrof, dne O llow ikem auy iis rauy icnidofnucrivu." Her eyes narrowed. Speaking the tongue of her language.
(Toka)

Sable tilted her head to the side, shaking her head.

"I didn't a word of what you said." The Huntress raised her blade, switching into her fighting stance.
"..But you stepped in, so I suppose you want to prove yourself." The Nagual then added, a faint smile drawing on their features.

"Of course, the winner of this mini-tournament becomes the Chieftain of this new tribe."

Lightinings would appear around the female's frame, her soft jade hues staring at the Sarradian, a bit confused to be honest. Odd..
(Sable Temperance)

Toka took a deep breath. Water beginning to swirl around her form. Unlike the Nagual, she had no weapons. Already seeing the disadvantages brought upon many here. But, she wasn't going to let that dishearten her. Nor did she care about becoming the Chieftain of the new tribe the Nagual was speaking about.
(Toka)

The Huntress stared at her opponent, a faint smile drawing on her features.

Sable soon realized her opponent didn't have a weapon, so she decided to toss it way. The Huntress wanted to fight on equal grounds, otherwise, all of this would be meaningless.

The Nagual was the embodiment of speed, reaching the Sarradian with an incredible speed.

Punches were thrown, not using the claws to not injure the Sarradian. It was not her intent to claw the woman's face.

It could be clearly seen Sable knew what she was doing here, she was remaining silent during the spar, attempting to dodge the Sarradian's spells even if it was proven to be hard.

The Nagual appeared the Sarradian, wrapping her arms around the Sarradian's neck, ready to choke her.

"Rawr.~" A chuckle escaped Sable's lips, soon realeasing her opponent.

"I want you in my tribe." She said with a sweet voice, tilting her head to the side. The Nagual switched her gaze back to the men, poiting at themm.
"One of you. Step in."
(Sable Temperance)
(Toka)

Toka found her opponent to be agile and strong. Her guard breaking from the punches, the serious injuries being healed quickly by the water that seeped into the places of impact. But the pain lingered, weakening her as time went on.

And finally, she found the Nagual's hands around her neck. A groan escaping from her as lightning began to arc around her body. Sparking off of the water, the last thing she wanted was to be in a bad situation like that. Unable to do anything in the grasps of a Gehennan.

However she found herself released before anything bad happened. The aura of water fading, and so did the lightning. Her injuries already healing.

"Tehw so gnurw htow isiht stec..."
(Toka)