"Thanks Magnus. Don't you go dying on me now, if you do there's no way I'm getting out of this. Maybe some day we'll be able to fix this world. It's a far fetch but I'd like to hope we can." Captivity and failure hadn't slowed this man down. Xander would never readily give in to this gruesome fate. Come what may he was going to fight it.
Xander followed Magnus out of the cage. He kept a good deal of distance from the colossus but if he were to survive this encounter it would be by avoiding an unarmed fight with these monsters. Magnus struggled only briefly with his first victim and after a moment of savagery crushed its head with seemingly little effort. Xander couldn't help but think of himself being squished in similar fashion like an insect in the hands of a child curious to know what its guts looked like.
The rebel moved quickly, doing his best to avoid attention as chaos and combat prevailed all around. He rushed up to the smashed snake and examined what was left of its head. Though its skull was effectively crushed most of the teeth still remained intact. Xander certainly didn't have the overpowering strength of Magnus, who casually spoke of ripping arms off to use as a weapon. Pfft! That wasn't ideal, this rebel wasn't a monster. Putting two and two together, Xander daringly put his hands along the fangs and ripped them loose. He was careful not to cut himself along them. Knowing this crazed arena it was likely to be designed to kill quickly or perhaps in more sinister fashion cause intense and debilitating pain to entertain the crowd. Either way it would be useful.
A snake hybrid like that many others scattered around the ring caught interest in him, likely hoping for an easy kill. That had to be Xander's greatest strength. No one in here feared him, they would all underestimate him. The snake drifted quickly, using the genetics it was given with efficiency. It was intimidating to look at as it slithered closer. In place of seeking cover or trying to hide Xander sprinted straight at it. The snake's jaws opened, a hiss escaping as its tongue slipped out. It was prepared to bite. If he tried to hit the head directly he tempted being bitten, even a graze would prove deadly. Instead he jumped at it sideways, slamming it in the chest and tackling it to the ground. It squirmed and writhed to right itself. Xander drove a fang into its eye. Whether or not it was immune to poison didn't matter, he'd just keep pushing until it stopped moving. Once the fang was buried and it quit squirming he looked up to see a more humanoid opponent moving his way.
This next adversary was more cautious. Blood already littered his bony claws. Unlike Magnus this combatant was of average human height but it looked to be built for quickness over massive power. Almost as if it were meant to bleed out larger opponents while evading them. It wore cargo shorts but its skin was thin, showing rippling reddish muscle beneath. Bone spurs protruded from its elbows, knees and finger tips. It even had two horns coming out of its bald head. It frowned tiredly. "Just another execution match I see. I suppose to thin out the rabble before the pros fight." It paused, looking at its victim as a cook would look at a recipe. Taking in every detail as its eagle-like eyes darted back and forth. "I'm sorry they sent you here to die. It's nothing personal. This is just the ring after all." It started advancing toward Xander, steady and watching for quick movements, fully aware of what the rebel did to the snake.
"Yeah. And I'm sorry for whoever has to look at you every morning. You look like the road kill a plastic surgeon tried to save." Xander taunted.
The adversary grinned. It wasn't in the least bit offended. "Fair enough. I wasn't made to be beautiful." Its grin widened. Every tooth in its mouth was a fang. A smile out of nightmares. "I was made to kill you. That is all the joy I can get out of this existence." It started charging at him.