As Kerall is preparing another attack, his heart is pounding fast. MidKnight has the upper hand. The fight is proving as tough as he was expecting. As he gets ready a ki-rin attack, a sudden laughter can be heard in the air. The two fighters are enveloped by a reddish mist and in the blink of an eye, they are gone. The young ganger hiding in the bush comes out, mouth open: "Kerall? Boss?"
Kerall and MidKnight appear in a place out of a nightmare. When the mist vanishes, they find themselves in a dungeon room, without any exit. Bones, human bones, litter the floor. The walls are made of large reddish stone slabs, and the main feature is a huge hourglass, as tall as a man, encased in a niche in the wall. The sand is flowing slowly but inexorably, and there doesn't seem to be much left.
You know what it is, slave. The thought is in Kerall's mind, but it is not his.
Sneaky Trick: Dungeon!
"You said that my victory against the Tournament winner would give me many days!", Kerall shouts. Unfortunately, Jackal was not a green belt as you thought. Your victory against him was worth less than a week. "You bastard fiend! Why did you take us here?!" To lend you a hand, slave, and to let you see that you are not fighting for your gang only.
Meanwhile, MidKnight has time to resume his stance and to listen to half of this bizarre conversation. Kerall has no more time - he has to fight.
The ki-rin devours the dungeon; parries the rolling of the mist!
Edit: ...and Graydoom is on a side of the room, slightly puzzled, and wondering how can he make the most out of this strange situation.
