"I'm sorry for the delay, I just had something important to talk about," Sketch said as he stepped out and looked at Night gazing into the crowds that now seemed to be trying harder, not knowing that it was because they wanted to impress him. Shade stood right beside Night although he did stay a little behind him, he was looking at the other players and their technique.
'Trash. Average. Can't compare to My Lord. Sir Leo could fight better and he's a tank. Other than the man My Lord previously sparred, none of the ascenders here are even worthy of My Lord,' Shade judged the players in his mind, however, he was thoroughly impressed by the quality of skill the NPCs displayed, to an extent where he mentally surrendered to them.
"Oh no no, that's fine, I managed to keep myself busy ahah," Night let out a hearty laugh with a hand behind his back. He could tell that there was something different about Sketch but he decided not to pursue it.
