The Arena… By Darragh Q, Week 6

As I entered the arena my heart started thumping against my chest. I was shaking all over and I could barely hold my sword. The opposite fighter at the other end of the circular arena had already picked up his weapons. He was gripping a heavy-looking sword and an orange coloured shield. I clumsily picked up my own shield and began slowly walking towards my opponent. He danced in front of me. I could hear the crowd chant his name, BATH, BATH, BATH!!! He seemed to have a lot of confidence. We’ll see about that, I thought…