The man held up his hand and all those in attendance bowed, King chose to just watch the man, who seemed to find him amusing as the man with Scars looked at King Murderously.
"Oh none of that Vlad," The Man said to the scared man, "It's an elf, Even if it did bow I'm not about to treat it any better than it deserves to be treated," The Man held up his hands as the bowing ended and all present took their seats.
"Greeting my loyal subjects," The Man King realized might have been the actual proper King spoke, "My Family and I have come this day to enjoy a good show, let's hope this here 'king' can put up a fight for at least a few minutes,"
He laughed jovially at the idea of what King only assumed was a gruesome demise as he took a seat in a lavish-looking chair, his family consisted of what was either one wife and three elder daughters, or any number in between of four wives or four elder daughters, regardless he had at least three sons and one young woman he hoped was a daughter as she looked more than four times younger than the Country's King.
"Now for the fun part," The Country King was handed a large jar full of what looked like prize tickets by Vlad, He reached into it and pulled one out before calling out a name.
"Jhonny Gilmer, Adventure rank Gold, come on up you lucky dog!" The Crowd cheered as a man stood up, he looked like what King could have considered a generic protagonist in his old world, upon looking at him, King also realized that most of the crowd had medallions on their chests, all marking them as adventures of different ranks, most where the lowest level of bronze, with Gold being the highest rank King could find, King knew there were levels above gold, but the highest he knew of was Platinum.
He'd seen only one Platinum rank enter the basement before and didn't know how much higher in rank it was to Gold, just that they had requested fifty grown men for a fight, and had taken all of them with him after defeating them all.
Having no idea how much of a problem he might be King just assumed everyone had the potential to kill him if he let them get a good solid hit on him, taking into account he was probably in for a lot of fighting he figured he should aim to incapacitate his opponents to avoid being electrocuted, figuring it had been done to keep him from killing the guy from the previous day.
"So they can Kill, but I'll be forced to stop if I try to Kill them," Doing his best to push past that particular roadblock King simply watched as the Jhonny the Gold ranked adventure was escorted from the stands, after a minute or two he walked out the opposing gate waving to the crowd before looking at King.
"I was expecting something more impressive," He sighed, "An Ogre or something, not some scrawny elf punk," He sighed as he pulled his sword from its sheath on his back and looked King over before looking up at the country King.
"I would like to request that my opponent be given some cover" He called out, "After all a 'King' should look the part," the King and Vlad whispered to each other, before The Country King said something and earned a few chuckles in response from Vlad and two of his sons at the request.
After another short stint of waiting the sound of his gate opening drew his attention and he looked back to see a few guards bringing over a chest, once it was next to him one of them opened it up and they made a show of pulling out old torn up and dingy clothes, a vest missing its bottom half, a pair of pants with one pant leg, and multiple other ripped up and bloody clothes, soon a few long strips of fabric were wrapped around Kings arm before his pillowcase was forcefully ripped off.
A Few noises were made upon the exposure of his nine-and-a-half-inch sex organ and while most people started calling out dick jokes a few people could be seen talking, Johnny himself seemed to be trying not to look at it, the frustration on his face indicating King was better endowed than most of the men in the Kingdome.
Thanks to his hearing he could hear the female adventures making dick jokes, most of them wishing their significant others or random hookups were at least half what he had.
"Your sad words only prove I'm superior to you in at least one way," King called out to the crowd, his raspy voice shouldn't have traveled far, but everyone seemed to hear his words, leaving him to suspect the same spell the King used to be heard by all was on him and Johnny so the spectators could hear the trash talk.
The Men had a lot of defense to give themselves but it was too much at once to be understood. King took pride in making some of the woman laugh at the men as the guards pulled out a purple dress that was in an ok-ish state, they took their time tearing off the sleeves and ripping off what was left of it's trimming around the bottom and neck area before forcefully stuffing King into it.
Once they stuffed his head through it the guards pulled some scissors out of the chest and cut his long dirty hair, leaving his hair short and fairly out of his eyes, it was still messy but it was better than it had been.
"A look befitting the King of the Colosseum," Johnny laughed as the Guards packed up and left the way they had entered, "Why I bet it's the best he's ever looked!" a few members of the audience seemed to find the statement hilarious, but judging by the fact it was mostly the bronze ranks who had originally been sitting around Johnny, King figured they were just suck-ups of some kind, the rest of the audience seemed more interested in if the fight would constitute being called a fight or if it would be more of a slaughter.
King ignored the fact that Johnny was technically right as he attempted to push his arms through the sleeves of the dress to hide his shame from the crowd of onlookers, as he did this Johnny took a quick lap, giving King a moment to figure out what he was doing and making sure everyone got a good look at his face.