[color=00a651][i]"Right moment?"[/i][/color] thought the Elf to herself. [color=00a651][i]"No"[/i][/color] is her own mental response as she moves through the stadium. She'd quickly arrive in the arena proper where the stands were packed with people. There had only been two guards present in the area where she was at the time, but there were definitely guards looking for her now. No doubt if she simply stayed in one place or stayed in the open they'd converge on her in no time. 

Those weren't her thoughts though. Her thoughts were different. She looked around. The eyes of the spectators were glued to the fighters in the arena. The excitement was palpable. The screams, cheers, and jeers formed a collective ocean of sounds that all entered her pointed ears, causing a slight frown to appear on her calm face. 

She too saw what was inside. [color=00a651][i]"Training?"[/i][/color] Her eyes scanned the crowds, but ultimately she shook her head. [i][color=00a651]"No... coats."[/color][/i] There wasn't a single white coat in sight. No clipboards. No papers. No books. This was different, but she couldn't shake the feeling that something was oddly familiar. 

She continued to move through the throngs of people. Some gave her a barely passing glance as she moved by. A few did a double take as they saw her arms but ultimately turned their attention back to the thrilling bloodshed. The packed stadium allowed her to hide. 

[i][color=00a651]"Hide in... trees. B...lend?"[/color][/i] These words echoed in her mind. She wasn't sure why, but they did and thus she was following their advice. The forest of people in this jungle of bloodlust and stone allowed her to blend in as she made her way to the backs of the stands in an attempt to hide from the guards that were pursuing her. 

Eventually, she reached a place where she thought she could hide and watch. Watch just what was making these people so excited. She didn't know [i]why[/i] she wanted to watch it, but she did. Even her own heart was beating a bit faster as those screams pounded into her ears. The beating was somewhat accelerated by this chase. 

There was a word for this. [i]"[color=00a651]Hunt[/color]"[/i]. This word echoed in her mind and was amplified by the beating of her heart. If her hands had been materialized they would be clenched, but right now she had no hands. Just her strange, metallic, horned arms. 

Which would no doubt be quite the strange sight as this small girl burst forth from the crowd of people and arrived at the backs, outside of the stands, where she was now face to face with a few strange-looking individuals in one area outside of the huge stands. They all wore various pieces of orange clothing with a strange-looking beast emblazoned on them. 

What attracted her attention was the weapons though. So far she had only seen two kinds of people with weapons here. One was those people fighting inside the Arena. The next... 

[i]"[color=00a651]Guards?[/color]"[/i] she couldn't help but think to herself as the word flashed into her mind. She had heard that ambitious man's voice use that word a lot. Never towards her though. That voice had always been full of praise for her. It was towards other subjects that she heard that word. 

[b][i]"[color=92278f]Guards, bring the subject here.[/color]"[/i][/b]

[b][i][color=92278f]"Guards, don't let that subject escape!"[/color][/i][/b]

[b][i]"[color=92278f]Guards, restrain them![/color]"[/i][/b]

These three "guards" with their strange pieces of orange clothing were in her way. Still, she didn't do anything except take a step back as her eyes scanned these "guards" after coming from the crowds of people in the stands. 

She didn't speak a word as she looked at them. She was completely calm too, yet quiet. Similar to a deer in the headlights, yet she was anything but that. She was waiting. Watching them. Their hands. Their weapons. Waiting for [i]"the right moment"[/i]. If these three "guards" tried anything she'd move. For now, she remained still as she looked at them. She had no hands and no shoes, only simple clothes, a sturdy leather pack, and her intricate metallic arms.