[@Lugubrious][@rivaan][@lunarlors34]

Anya frowned as the fight between Angelo and Jack ended in a draw, though she supposed it was better than either of them dying, even better she was glad they were carted away. The smell of blood was beginning to get to her, sure she fed before she got there, but still it'd been a few hours minimum. She might have to skip out midway of the next fight if it got too brutal, she really didn't want to chance losing it in front of all these people.

Soon after a fairly creepy looking guy with an even creepier smile approached her and the rest claiming to offer wishes, calling himself Nero, and being a genie. She narrowed her eyes at him coldly, the last 'genie' she'd met had been a jackass with illusory magic that conned her out of all her jewels. She definetely didn't trust Nero one bit, 'genie' or not. "A genie, huh?" She commented, looking him over, her eyes still narrowed at him.

Eventually her expression went back to her normal happy exterior after a moment or so of looking him over. "Well then Mister Genie, if you're so magnificent, I wish you'd turn the entire stadium pink. Not light pink though, thatd be horrible." She told him, grinning cheekily.