They had the usual twenty-minute break before the start of the team match. Jack again lingered around the table to enjoy refreshments. He saw the orc team was never down here. They never came for the refreshments. Jack looked at them in the spectators' seats. They didn't look nervous, though. Jack guessed that they probably were not into this kind of relaxation. The whole members of that team looked very disciplined.
Jack felt a tap from behind. Grace was there with Paytowin.
"Next will be your final, are you feeling confident?" Grace asked.
"Naturally," Jack replied.
"Have you worked things out with your team?" Paytowin asked.
"Um… I guess," Jack answered.
"Well, in any way, good luck!" Grace raised her fist, joined by Paytowin.
The three fist-bumped.
"Have you talked to Myson about letting us enter the ancient battleground one last time after the tournament?" Jack asked.
