Steel

Steel was the wild card of the Skyborn — reckless, brutal, and feared more by his own people than the undead he swore to fight. His fury burned brighter than his loyalty, and though he despised the undead with every breath, he often harmed his allies through his carelessness. Still, betrayal was never in him; Steel would never turn against his people — only curse them for being too weak to lead.

Gifted with terrifying abilities, he is a walking inferno. Fire pours from his eyes and chest, and he can bend any flame within arm’s reach to his will. His body can become weightless, floating freely, and with bursts of flame, he propels himself like a blazing missile. For Steel, combat isn’t just survival — it’s his obsession, his art, and his release.

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Motivation

When Steel witnessed Skipper’s performance in the Arena, something inside him snapped. Envy and pride consumed him. He couldn’t stand the idea of being overshadowed, especially by another Skyborn. He swore he would enter the next Games, not merely to compete, but to surpass Skipper in every way.

Where Skipper was calculated, Steel would be chaos. Where Skipper delivered judgment, Steel would deliver annihilation. His motivation was as simple as his nature: prove himself better, louder, deadlier — and leave nothing standing to question it.

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Arena Style: The Infernal Spire

A towering column of stone and iron rising into the clouds, the Infernal Spire is a vertical battlefield of collapsing platforms, molten cracks, and deadly ascents.

• Layout: Narrow ledges, spiraling staircases, and hanging chains wrap around the tower’s core. Lava flows upward through jagged vents, threatening anyone who lingers too long in one place.

• Hazards: Platforms crumble under weight, flames burst randomly from the walls, and the higher fighters climb, the more unstable the tower becomes. A misstep sends combatants plummeting into the fiery abyss below.

Victory Condition: Be the last warrior standing at the Spire’s peak, or the last one not devoured by flame and gravity.

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Legacy

Steel carved his legacy in fire and blood. In his first Games, more than fifty humans entered alongside the undead. None left. Steel burned them all, their screams echoing through the tower as flames consumed flesh and bone alike. To humans, he became a villain — a demon cloaked in Skyborn flesh. To the undead, he became a nightmare even they could not endure.

But to Steel himself? It was proof. Proof that he was more than a soldier, more than a Skyborn. He was a force of destruction incarnate — and the Arena would never forget his flames.