Ra Vizsla
The Undying
Glee Anselm.
A world of oceans.
The waters moved past Ra as the walked on the bottom of the ocean, bubbles emanating from his suit.
Far off the in the distance,
a bitter maelstrom churned above one of the deepest trenches of Glee Anselm.
The duelists stepped off the aquatic transport.
"If your suit runs out of oxygen, you lose."
Ra plunged a spear into the ground in front of
Alkor Centaris
, it slowly moving the waters around it as a few sharks swam by."If the Kraken finds you, you lose."
Ra walked over to
Isar
, tossing another spear into the ground."If you never surface, you lose."
The Mandalorian walked back to the transport. "Good luck, combatants."
It took off, his visor emanating in the darkness of the waters, his voice barely heard as he rapidly ascended back towards the sunlight on the surface of the ocean.
"Only the strongest will survive."