Janais walked into the arena his sword held high for the crowd to see. There was a slight vibration in the hilt of his sword, and he looked out in the crowd. Something was different in the crowd today, he couldn't focus on that for too long however. He stabbed his sword into the ground and pulled a wall of stone up before him. The tell tale sound of shattering arrows on stone. Khonsu was determined to end him, the two of them were easily the longest lasting gladiators in the arena. Krig had told them that if they finally resolved this stalemate between the two of them that one of them could be elevated to godhood. While Janais didn't particularly care for that, beyond the chance to maybe have a chance at Kheris' head, Khonsu was determined to kill him and get his way. He raised his hand in a rude gesture behind his wall of stone at Khonsu, who despite the obstruction could still see him. He wasn't entirely sure what kind of demon Khonsu was but he knew he could see things that others couldn't, despite being blind.

Others ran into the arena, someone moved far faster than everyone in the ring. Another threw balls of fire, and others had less obvious abilities. It was rare that so many gladiators were fighting at once, yet Janais wasn't scared. In fact he felt more powerful than he ever had since he gained his relic from the digsite. He stabbed the stone shield before him several times, bolts of rock flying out to hit anyone in their path. The unobstructed pieces didn't stop until they reached the other side of the arena, lodging themselves in the wall. Diving down to the right he slashed at the ground sending up a cloud of dust to cover him from those who couldn't see beyond the regular range of sight. An arrow grazed his knee forcing him through a tumble and he swore under his breath. He had to close the distance between himself and Khonsu. As he turned to try and face his opponent, formalise a plan of attack he saw a fireball hit him in the face. Khonsu went down screaming and writhing in pain, in mere moments his body stopped moving altogether. 

Janais reversed his hold on the hilt of the sword, ready for a defensive pose as the perpetrator faced him. Surrounded by dead bodies on fire, he hadn't been paying attention but whoever this was they had wiped out almost ten gladiators in mere minutes. An unprecedented amount of power, the likes of which had never been seen in the arena. The kind of power that could free him from his bonds, if it wasn't going to be used to kill him first. Stabbing his sword into the ground he kept pushing until his entire arm was covered in stone. Pulling his arm out he now had a gauntlet made of solid rock. The gesture was clear, he wasn't going to strike first but he was ready to go if it came down to it. The man screamed as his entire body was engulfed at flame, before casting a massive firebolt straight at the royal viewing booth. Straight at Kheris.

Janais nearly dropped his sword in disbelief...