The Authority has decided that today's combat will feature Ghoul and Jet. But the Authority is sort of dumb, and is not very good at this- all they have to work with is an open, grassy arena. There are no weapons provided, and based on past matches, the battles don't even have to be impressive. Apparently the Authority is very easily amused. Kitten-like slap fights pass just as well as actual brawling.

Ghoul is pretty okay with it. He enjoys irritating Jet already, and to have it actively encouraged? Hell yeah.

"Whatcha gonna do, huh?" He bounces on his toes, jabbing his fingertips at Jet's ribs and sides as he hops in a tight circle around him. Ghoul comes across more like an excited little animal than a gladiator, but the Authority doesn't give a fuck. "Ain't gonna do shit, that's what."