"Kraz, you're up."
"You know what to do, Drogat!"
Zelsh and Brak sent out their man without pause. They were tuned in to their plans and there was no coming back or show of hesitation. Both kept their eyes forward and ignored the other completely, at least before the match began.
Standing across from each other, Kraz and Drogat eyed each other. It was rare that they met a fellow beast that could match their stature, let alone the grade of their bloodline. Both elders with king-grade bloodlines bowed and grinned. The expression behind their eyes was enough banter to ignite battle so words weren't necessary.
Inka was happy to see the enthusiasm they shared. Excited for such a rare pair, she nodded. "Since you two are ready… you may begin."
"I concede."
"AGAIN?!"
