Jack scanned the seating arrangements visible through archways leading to the arena. The Colosseum was organized in tiers, each section offering different views and presumably different levels of prestige.
"Near the announcer's booth," Jack decided. "I want a clear view of whoever's running this show."
They made their way through the crowd, Jack's armor drawing stares wherever they passed. Demons gave them a wide berth, their expressions ranging from curious to hostile.
A few brave souls started to approach before thinking better of it, something about Jack's presence warning them off.
The announcer's booth was impossible to miss. A crystallized structure jutting from the Colosseum wall like a tumor, elevated to provide perfect sightlines across the entire arena. Jack led his group to a section of seating directly below it, claiming spots that offered excellent views.
