Kirishima

I awoke to the sound of yelling.
I slowly opened my eyes, but all I saw was gray. I tried to lift my head, but it was chained to a cold stone floor, along with the rest of my body.
I couldn't move an inch. Panic bloomed in my chest and spread through my whole body. My scales scraped grooves into the stone I was chained to.
The shouts around me turned into gasps of excitement. I felt something sharp poke my side and I snapped my head around to growl at the buff, dark haired elf holding a spiked key. He was unlocking my chains.
Once he pulled off the cuffs and chains, the elf slowly backed up and exited the arena we were in through a door that blended into the wall.
Another door opened, stone grinding against stone. A pair of glowing yellow eyes glared at me from the darkness behind the doorway.
I gulped backed away slowly, my claws scratching on the ground.
The noise of my talons made the creature in the dark narrow its eyes. I raised my hackles and growled, but there was terror in the noise.
The animal with glowing eyes slowly paced towards me out of the dark tunnel.
The light shining in from the caged-in ceiling bounced off of thick feathers and stiff fur. The animal- a griffin- snapped its beak threateningly.
"H-hey, we don't have to fight." I pleaded. I wasn't sure if the griffin would be able to understand me. Very few species were ancient enough to understand the dragons' language.
"Mmm, don't we?" To my surprise, the griffin cocked her head.
"What do you mean by that?" I said quietly.
"Let's see, I fight you and I get freedom. That was the deal I was given. So I simply have to kill you and then I can get out of this hellish place." The griffin growled and launched herself at me.
"Kill me?!" I ducked away and ran along the walls of the arena.
"Yes. Now stop running so I can do it quickly!" She screeched.
"Who in their right mind would allow themselves to be killed?" I pointed out, still running.
"Then I suppose I'll have some fun with you." The griffin flapped her wings and rose into the air. She shot forward and landed in front of me.
I hesitated below her shadow as she raised a clawed front foot. Just then, my fighting instincts that had been buried under my fear for so long kicked in.
I felt my pupils narrow to slits. My upper lip curled and I stood up on my hind legs so that I towered over the griffin. "I won't just lay down and die!" I roared.
Fear glinted in the creature's golden eyes. Claps and shouts erupted from the group of elves and humans watching the fight.
Flooded by panic, I could feel control slipping out of my body. My instincts were taking over. Shit. I really didn't want to hurt this griffin.... but what could I do? I wanted to survive.
I roared loudly, and I can't remember anything that happened after that. All I know is that when my mind cleared, armor clad Elves were dragging the feather-and-furred body of the female griffin out of the arena and dark blood stained my claws.

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