The voice says, "Very well, you fight for honor. Use no weapons and discard your armor."
Across the arena, something is pushing up out of the sand of the arena floor. It rises up slowly and takes shape until it is a perfect mirror image of Diaochan. The doppleganger eyes Diaochan impassively. Diaochan notices that the image is euipped just as she is.
The torches around the arena spring to life.