Chapter 13: The Power Games (3)
After the unfortunate incident with Astera, there had been five other deaths, three victories and two withdrawals.
Now it was time for the main event, the climax of todays Power games.
"Alright settle down folks, it is time for the next and final match for today." The announcer paused as he read the card he was given.
"Oh, this is pretty interesting. From what I’m being told the next challenger personaly agreed to go through the battle arena—"
"Just to challenge the princess for the sake of the Dragon."
The crowd booed while others laughed at the absurdity of someone challenging the princess.
There had been people who challenged the battle games only to surrender to the princess. To hear that someone was actually willing to go agaist that beast was absurd.
"Where’s the sucker?! Bring him out let’s see how strong he is!" One of them screamed at the announcer.
The Ork laughed. "Alright alright, introducing the right hand man of the great Dragon of Enkantria, Xanthos!"
Beneath the stage, Wise rose from his stool and yawned. "It seems it my turn."
Old man Stanley was nursing a deep cut on his shoulder, something he got from a particularly vile beast.