Victory of the Crimson Arena

As the final screech of the hag fades into the roaring cheers of the crowd, the dust begins to settle on the gore-slicked sand. The fallen devil barbarian lies slumped over a cracked marble pillar, its infernal metal cooling to a dull grey. Beside it, the remains of the fiend dissolve into a dark sludge, revealing gleaming treasures clutched in its cold grip. Amidst the tattered robes of the defeated hag, artifacts of dark magic wait for a new master, remnants of a trio that once dominated the pit.