Queen Burn examined her claws.

"Hmmm, unexpected, but not unappreciated." She laughed. Then she leaned forward and gestured to the SkyWing waiting patiently on he grounds. 

"AHEM!" He cleared his throat, trying to be heard over the noise of the crowd hissing in delight over the last round's results. "As we all know, we have recently been delighted to capture some dragons from the lost continent!" The crowd gasped, looking at the two cages being rolled out. One contained a hissing, spitting HiveWing, shouting curses. The other contained a terrified looking LeafWing, clutching the sides. He gestured and the guards severed the ropes. The HiveWing automatically leapt out and stabbed one of the SandWings with his tail. Everyone turned to Queen Burn, who looked uninterested.

"I guess I'll have to get a new guard." She said. The SkyWing shifted uncomfortably. 

"AHEM! In the right corner, a HiveWing, traitor for MIXING BLOODS, I give you Buzz of the HiveWings!" The HiveWing lashed his tail and scowled. The other SandWing guards severed the rope and shoved the LeafWing out. "And in this corner, traitor for running away, I give you Maple of the LeafWings!" The crowd roared and stomped, excited to see this fight. 

"CLAWS UP!" Maple hissed, and flexed her claws. "FIRE READY!" They both glared at the SkyWing, for neither had fire. 

"FIGHT!"