The Tournament Jacob Ames How the Hell did I get here? <Tab/>I woke up in the corner of a small, dark room. It was pitch black. I could see nothing. My head was throbbing, and I was very tired. I was propped up, sitting in the corner. The walls were made of stone. I checked my body for any kind of wounds. I felt a large cut on my head. …showed first 75 words of 2246 total…

…showed last 75 words of 2246 total…use the Enforcer. Now let's get you some practice with the other weapons." <Tab/>The cage appeared again, this time filled with all sorts of weapons of every shape and size. There were eleven of them in all. Some looked very complicated, and others very simple. Eventually, I was taught the use of all of them. Now it was time for me to put my skills to the test. With humans.