"Let's welcome young master Gael Gauthier of the North and commoner Alexjin for the final round!!! This will be the last battle and the winner will be given any prices he wants by our great Emperor Arthur Du' Bellay!!!"
The crowd cheered as the Emperor waved his hands again but his eyes are focus on the man in black armor. He cannot see his face but he was able to get his attention as a commoner who made it on the arena.
Alexjin gazed above to see a man in golden clothes and a red robe that looks down on them like they're the smallest creatures in the world.
"I hate that look," Alexjin whispered as he looks at his opponent in front.
A man with red eyes that are similar to his master, cream-colored hair, and a fit stature stands confidently while eyeing Alexjin that he's not a threat at all.
"Now fighters, let the fight … BEGIN!"
