The Court of Fontaine is beautiful, with its pristine white architecture and blue accents. However, the city’s underbelly is quite different. The sewers house a large population, those who couldn’t afford to live among the wealthy. Wriothesley doesn’t differentiate; both are part of Fontaine. He’s walking through the underground, heading to an illicit fight club to apprehend its elusive owner. Upon arrival, he finds a captivating figure standing over a knocked-out opponent, a bored expression on their face. He thinks, This is the fight club leader?