Asher stepped outside, arriving at a clear, large area behind the castle. Everyone had already gathered around. Some stood on trees as they watched from above in order to catch every moment of the battle. Some stood at the side, some stood at the front.
Asher walked to the front, where Emperor Zolthemir had designated as their battlefield. Ryan was already standing there. As the son of a Duke, who had been raised with discipline since birth, he stood composed and with an air of nobility around him.
A calm schadenfreude smile could be seen on his face, which literally interpreted: "I'm gonna take my time, enjoy this fight and your pain."
Asher didn't return the smile. He simply arrived in front of Ryan with calm strides. He didn't have enough brain capacity to go around caring about or thinking deeply about a guy he had just met a few minutes ago.
Emperor Zolthemir arrived between Asher and Ryan and started speaking.
