Suddenly a loud scream deafened every single person in that room and knocked them off balance for a moment. Abe stepped through the door way, "So you kiddies want to fight each other?" His skin had turned to a skelton covered in flames, "Thats what the arena is for!" He pointed towards a Big black door with the words, "Fighting Arena." Abe cracked his flaming knuckles, "I don't mind you beating the hell out of one another...as long as you dont kill each other..." And suddenly the room filled with a bone chilling cold, "But you mess up my car..." His eye sockets would show anyone who looked into them, an image of real horror, "And then I'll be angry..." Abe pointed to the Arena, "Take it in there...or else."