Although he had been from a different time altogether, Herriman considered himself lucky to have been here long enough to have figured out how to work what the arena makers called a "television." Thankfully, he had used magical items to view other places before, so the concept wasn't completely bewildering to him. He sat in his personal chambers, slouched back in his chair in full armor. For the life of him, he couldn't understand why these other champions weren't ALWAYS in their combat gear, but that was an insolvable culture issue. Come to think of it, none of the champions around here at the time actually wore armor [i]period[/i]. Herriman had good feelings about this particular series of fights.

He hadn't been paying too much attention to the TV, but when this most recent fight started, he took a notable interest. An interest that lasted as long as the fight did. 

Immediately, Herriman broke into a bout of horrible laughter, made further disturbing given his multi-toned voice and the fact that his helmet covered the entirety of his head. This laughter lasted about a minute, before he stopped, slowing down to a mild chuckle. He decided to go for a short walk to the colosseum's shrine room, where he would be able to communicate with The Raven God. On the way there, He passed by Mifune, and couldn't help but to release a short bit of laughter

"Nice job slaughtering a boy with no armor or weapons. Hopefully, you'll get a real challenge sometime." He commented as he passed the half-animal.