They were brought out of there muttering paranoia by the cryptic words of the skeletal oddity.

[color=4BE2A3]coward/tooth taker/target[/color]

They had little time to wrap their thoughts in circles around what the coward meant before the cages opened and the carnage began.

In the time it took them to run around at the outskirts of the melee to get their bearings and scope out the situation, two of Advents viper guards had been destroyed by the other combatants, most notably the human who retrieved a fang from the first killed to take out the second.

[color=4BE2A3]unfortunate losses/cease wasting time/fulfill mission[/color]

They looked around and located the coward some way of in the distance, they would need to scramble through the melee to reach them, fortunately they had no help while he had advent monstrosities to make the initial push for them. Their task was simple, make sure the flow’s martyr neither won nor died, their toxic body was relatively perfect for this, they could incapacitate them and then simply keep fighting around the area to make sure they weren't finished off in the meantime.

They took of from the edge through the advent hordes, dodging the fights going on between them and the armored Scalpaleon elite, taking a few moments to claw or stab with their legs at some exposed flesh, applying the neurotoxin and hopefully helping the others come out on top. Dodging past a fight between a great lion-esque man and a blind two headed horror they were finally confronted with a gladiator that had recently finished of its opponent and was looking for fresh meat. A human whose forearms and lower legs had been replaced with metal talons, their body covered in light armor, a belt with odd vials around their waist and wearing a plague doctor's mask leaped from the clawed and partially dissolved corpse of a gladiator. 

[color=4BE2A3]defeat quickly/bypassed/hurry[/color]

There is a brief moment of stillness as the two of them squared off before the two clawed monsters engage in a battle, circling one another and occasionally darting in to try to slash at the softer areas of their opponent while the other quickly dodged out of the way. Then, having recognized that the battle would not be ended quickly the two engaged in a brutal hacking and stabbing, blows being parried, dodged or absorbed by their armor as struggled to end the others life for the delight of the crowd. 

Finally the doctor tried to use one of their vials on Skitter, the jar cracking against one of their spines and showering their carapace with acid when she attempted to duck. However the lobbing action left the doctor exposed and as the acid ate at Skitter’s neck they get hold of the wrists of the doctor and came in to bite them in the throat,l ousting them into the air by their neck as she pumped them full of toxins. 

The wound would not be completely fatal, the toxin paralyzing but also reduced the severity of wounds. Their master was rather pleased with the toxins ability to allow graphic finishers to the opponent and then to either charge ludicrous amounts for their revival or purchase them for a reasonable price.

[color=4BE2A3]a good acquisition/a waste of time/the mission 274[/color]

Skitter steps over the dying and paralyzed foe, trying to ignore the acid still burning at their neck, and headed off deeper into the carnage towards the coward.