Cough! "... Wh-what… happened…" the fox sputtered, dropping to his knees in pain.
Slazza sighed and held out a glass vial. "It's your first time facing death essence, I take it?"
"... That was…" The fox grabbed the vial with his tail and drank the liquid, immediately feeling a wave of relief gradually overtake him. "Huh…"
"Get going. I need to start the next match." Slazza shooed the fox away, pointing at the Demon Dingo that was already on the stairs.
The fox nodded like a lunatic and hurried to his old seat. As he passed Netra, he opened his mouth out of reflex.
"Not a word. That was the deal. And this is your one warning," Netra offered a single reminder, cutting the fox off before he could make yet another grave mistake. "I'd recommend sitting farther away if you've got such terrible self-control. Just something to consider…"
