When she entered the arena, there was a lone figure in the middle of the dirt, massive and terrifying and surrounded by corpses of demons.
"Taran!" The demon looked up slowly and a shock of familiarity shot through her. This was him? Her Taran?
They became wild again, "Look at all that I've done. My efforts. My hard work." He moved to show her how much bigger he was, in every sense of the word.
"Ulvir..." He seemed to calm, dropping her firmly, "I was...she was going to rule with me...I..." He held his head like he was in pain, "why can't I remember...?"