The Leader of the House of Fire smiled.
"We are not as incompetent as those of Loen, Sir."
"Heh. I hope so."
While they were talking, Elliot struggled in the fighting ring, trying to push off a slippery bastard who kept dodging.
'Shit, they get to dodging right when I'm at my busiest and I have to finish it fast.' He grumbled in his mind and moved even faster.
He managed to catch him by the hair and beat him to the ground, knocking him out, sprawled on the fighting arena.
He was trying to finish his bouts as fast as possible, so he could hear what those guys up there were talking about.
That way, he could hear everything.
But when the fight was over and he started to listen to them more attentively, they stopped talking about important things and started commenting on nonsense about the fight.
So, a long time went by. The evening came, and, not surprisingly, Elliot managed to reach the final stage of this 1vs1 tournament.
