The beasts still weren't able to come to terms with the current situation. A normal level three Lord had easily won against two of the most outstanding level five Lords in existence. Those were beasts that could fight two levels above themselves!
"Move your ore away from the arena," the Empress commanded.
Gravis sighed in relief when he heard that. He was afraid that he wouldn't get another opponent after this last fight. In truth, Gravis even felt a bit guilty. He asked for two opponents, got two, and then messed up the fights. It was like he was a kid that had gotten two toys and quickly broke both of them.
Actually, he even felt a bit embarrassed by asking for a third one. He wasn't even sure if he had the shamelessness to ask for a fourth one if he broke this one too.
