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DP made his move but shortly disapper

" Fine Run basterd." He said as he walked out of the arena and headed back to the party

Sitting atop one of the larger stone columns that had fallen over like a tree was Yawgmoth. Reminiscing over the numerous battles here, the numerous lives he'd taken. He loved this place. Besides his wife and his son, combat was the only thing left that made him feel truly alive again. Yawgmoth's crimson eyes turned around to find the form of Ziven wandering about the ruins of the arena. "Of all the people, we expected to walk up on us here tonight. We did not expect any to be you. But then again, we suppose, you do not know what this place was..." Yawgmoth said laying down upon the column staring into the night sky.

"You know us, you know our thoughts well enough, that if we tell you what this place used to be. It will answer your question" He said with a soft grin. "This was a Battle Arena, much like the Roman Colosseum. Before ourselves and Aliator wrecked in during one of our more intense bouts." He said with a sigh of regret shifting his hands behind his head to hold it up as he continued to stare into the stars.

Yawgmoth shrugged a little sitting up with a slight groan. "We are unsure. If anything, this is our...quiet place you could say. We find center and beauty in destruction. This is the most readily available destruction and a place of death. Most of which, we have caused with our own two hands right in this very place. We can remember almost all of them like it was yesterday. Stomping that metal kid's head in, stabbing Dax through the throat with our tail, having an epic conflict with Aliator here. These, these are the same grounds that we claimed Ali's arm. It is why he still bears a metal limb." Yawgmoth said reading back nostalgically into his memories of this place. "If there becomes a need, or a function for rebuilding this ruined place, then yes. We will do it ourselves if need be. For now however, we are content with its ruins being a place of sanctity for our mind" he explained turning his eyes from the sky onto Ziven standing on another pile of rubble and stone.

Yawgmoth shrugged, if she was willing to do the work why not? "When we or someone else important deems it necessary to rebuild this place then by all means take your shot." he said rather boredly. Of course, 'someone else important' could mean anyone. But if she were to think like Yawgmoth this meant only two other people. Crow and Aliator. Lanshor would never want to rebuild a place of violence, he was not the violent type. "If you want an amazing challenge we'll let you try and fix a Colossus when one breaks next time. That will certainly grease your elbows up" yawgmoth said with a chuckle. She had only seen Titus as far as huge phyrexians went and while, in size, a dreadnought was the biggest. As far as height went, a colossus ruled. A colossus was easily taller than the tallest castle. The only reason a dreadnought won in size overall was because dreadnoughts were twice as long as a colossus was tall.

Yawgmoth laughed a little bit jumping up to a stand on the fallen column he rested upon. "Exactly. And if you had any idea what one of our colossi was you might think it similar to a large building anyway. They, like our dreadnoughts, are mostly metallic with cybernetic internal structures. This is to say, that their internal structures are organic mixed with metallic components in specific areas like muscles. While some remain purely organic like brains, hearts and lungs." Yawgmoth explained. "Would you like to see one?" Yawgmoth quirked his eyebrow. In fact, he thought about his colossi. He could probably use those to repair the Arena. Sure he could easily lift the heavy stone, he could lift even titus over his head if he wanted, but it caused his muscle tendons to rip, tear, or otherwise over extend to do so.