"...At least that's what they called it; A cruel mockery of our planet's greatest competition. Under the Greys' rules, it wasn't much different than what we were used to. The game was broadcast from our orphaned moon to both Earthling slaves and Grey overlords alike throughout the galaxy.

There was only one event: A boxing match between a single representitive from the late Terra Firma, and an insect-like being from another world (which we could not even begin to name). When the vote for a competitor came up, the fingers all pointed at me. I was no athlete, but it seemed I was the most fit man left among the refugees to fight.

I would not let my planet down."

The challenge this week sounded like a fun concept, so I spent the afternoon throwing this together. Looking forward to C&C as always!

-Huginn