Another participant died somewhere in the midst of the fight of others.
Ozul was completely unconcerned about the announcement. He wouldn't have had to work so hard if he had stopped to think about it. It wasn't difficult to keep fighting until the other five people died.
All he could think about right now was defeating the Sovereign!
He was enjoying the fight more than he thought he would.
Ozul never thought himself to enjoy a fight, and he never did. However, it had become one of the very few things in which he could let himself out.
He had voluntarily run towards the Sovereign so the fight would be far away from Raven and Blaze. Protecting them while fighting her would have been impossible. Now, however, he was feeling something.
'I want to win...'
He had also realized it. He wanted to win the fight!
The Sovereign was the perfect match; maybe even stronger than him. But that was all the more reason he wanted to win.
