It was a normal day in the Kingdom Of Sand. Well...by normal, it means that it was hot as blazes and the smell of decay and death hung through the air. All the dragons in the kingdom are sitting in stands around the arena in hushed silence. Most of them are SandWings, but scattered around  were a few SkyWings and even one or two MudWings. Though they haven't seen each other in many moons, there is a hushed silence, and many of them keep glancing towards an elegant box on the far side of the arena, as if they expect it to do something. Suddenly, a lone SkyWing walks from a tunnel to the center of the arena and claps his scarlet wings.

"LOYAL DRAGONS!" He yells, his voice echoing. "ALL HAIL THE QUEEN!" 

"ALL HAIL THE QUEEN!" The crowed echoes back, though some dragons are quieter than others. Suddenly, a SandWing steps out onto the balcony. Her bones heave with age, but radiated with authority. She glares down at her subjects, a wicked smile on her face.

"BRING THEM IN!" She growls. Twenty SandWing guards suddenly come into the arena, rolling ten cages alongside them. Each one contained a hissing, spitting dragon, one from each tribe.

"As you all know." The SkyWing announced, turning around to face the audience. "It was only thirty years ago that Her Majesty, gained her throne. And to celebrate, a beautiful contest!" He gestured to the cages. "Each tribe has selected one dragon to put in the contest. The dragon will be fighting for honor. For glory. For a seat next to the queen. For their own life." Queen Burn of the SandWings grins with maniac energy from atop her throne. 

"Naturally, I will be overseeing this competition, and if the dragon is good enough, they will be spared. But we didn't want to make enemies, so each of our dragons is a traitor." She grinned smugly. Queen Burn sat back, grinning. "Now we wait for the blood moons to rise!" As she spoke, a jet of red shot over the horizon. Then it was followed by three full orbs of pure red. They illuminated the evil grin of Queen Burn's face. 

"THE BLOOD MOON IS RISEN!" The SkyWing shouted. The dragons in the cages, were no longer angry, but terrified looks scrawled on their faces. "LET. THE. GAMES..."

"BEGIN!"