Deep breaths weren't going to be enough to calm the nerves she felt now. Standing with the nineteen others in her Mayhem, Codi looked at the floor, trying to keep her concentration before the fighting started. Vasco had done all he could in the last two days, but now the time for talk and practice was finally over. With a long breath she forced herself to look up at the doors, past the forms of her competition. Above the door a counter descended.
"You feeling alright?" asked a boy to her right. Codi turned slowly and found herself looking into the mischevious eyes of the fighter who'd spoken to her in the lobby. His exoskeleton was largely black in colour, with two white stripes running down each arm. He grinned.
"I'm fine," she grated, looking back to the door.
He leaned in closer, spe
