The battleground was a compromise.
The forest didn't even have a name. It was just a wooded spot in the middle of nowhere, perhaps the sight of an ancient civilization that fell to excesses or maybe a place that no human being had set eye on before. Either way, it didn't matter. Mai and Longshot were traveling through it when they happened to agree to the challenge, and this particular glade was the first suitable one they found.
The tall grasses would impede Mai's ability keep moving across the site, hiding holes and pits and any other little obstacles that could trip her up. The shadow and flame that were her robes would stand out like a beacon amidst all the green. Most dangerously, the only cover around was provided by the trees that bordered the glade, and she had never been much of a climber.
It would be no easier for Longshot. He worked best as a sniper, a hidden threat, and having to shoot on the ground, in a wide-open space, would force him to rely heavily on