Epic Stadium Battle

I hope you like it because I spent like ages on it...

This is a peice of writing (below) which I originally did but when it came to athe art it was different. If you have no idea about the story the READ THIS! [link] and give me feedback please on both the plot and this peice of art and the peice of writing below.

Fangs tearing through the barrier of air between the predator and the prey, its many glaring eyes piercing into its victim. The victim tied to a solid, wooden post. Venerable. Leather bonds lashing against her bruised skin, she struggled to get free from the tight ropes. Her young body started to shine in the glimmering light from the sweat of fear, coating her body like an armour, an armour that would protect her against nothing. Barely clothed in the heat of the sunlight, the pounding of the heat battered her exposed skin, her wide eyes, alert with an impending fear. Crowds of people jeered as one in an overwhelming cry of death, sneering down upon their criminals and their pain. The roar of the beast hardly audible against the tides of shouts coming from the stands above but the victim only heard too well, the cry echoing in her mind, shaking the life from the tired body. The beast started to charge, the irregular scratching of the claws against the rough earth.

In the stands three figures stood still against the rising tide of brutal spectators in the stadium. Their eyes focused on the small figure attached to the post and the huge beast lumbering towards her. Loud tribal drums sounded, distant and unnerving. Beneath the roar of the crowds, the ground began to grumble. The two on either side of him clutched his shaking hands, feeling the power flowing through his veins. The oblivious people on all sides shook their fists in disappointed anger. The beast, stopped and sniffed the ground shaking feebly below him. It grew tense, its ivory claws digging into the the soft ground. Its huge red eyes staring at the ground slowly crumbling below it, leaping up in a futile attempt to keep balance. The stadium guards looking in horror as the huge beast disappeared into the earth, its muscled arms flailing around in a crazed panic. A huge roar of pain echoed from the wide mouth it spreading panic through the crowds like a forest fire. Yet the three people among the stands stood still, their eyes averted from the psychotic people scurrying into the cave entrances littering the stands, leading to the outside world, back to their corrupted lives.

Upper stands began to crumble above the three still figures. In a sudden movement, Simon summoned a huge torrent of water from outside the stadium, crashing through the huge wooden frame dome above and crashing up against the collapsing stands, knocking it clear them. They started to walk down the stairs, looking solemnly at the injured from their actions. The bricks making up the huge structure started to realign themselves creating more steps leading to the pit beneath. Simon's long, black cape dragging on the dusty ground. The stadium had an eerie emptiness to it, tied to the centre pole lay the forth, the key. Walking closer revealed deep whip marks on her weary body, he head falling limp from the rest of her tied body. They kept walking towards her. Endellion's eyes pierced the thick rope lashing Ahe's weakened body. Sparks gently split the rope quickly and easily, causing it to snake to the ground, rubbing against Ahe's skin. As her faint body started to fall to the ground, a pillow of earth caught her and brought her to the floor. The three broke into a run, their footsteps padded by the loose earth. The air stood still, lifeless.

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