"And the winner is Freya Nightingale!" The man in a fancy suit announced loudly. The crowd responded by clapping and cheering the blond-haired spellsword while the latter walked out slowly out of the arena. "What a fight, eh, ladies and gentlemen. Just as we thought Boris was going to lose, he was able to find an opening to counter Freya Nightingale. Who would've thought that it was a trap laid by Freya Nightingale, our young spellsword. She laid it carefully, and even I overlooked that", the man in a fancy suit yelled out loud.