With Gurrom having won his first match and joined Marcus in the stands.
The two of them looked down onto the arena's ring as the next set of competitors entered.
One of them was a man who would definitely be considered handsome with golden hair and a chiseled face.
He wore adamantine armor and also had what appeared to be an adamantine scepter at his hip, along with robes that would boost his magical abilities.
It was quite obvious that he was a mage and one of the few in the competition.
So far Marcus had seen very few dedicated magic users since the tournament's rules were typically more in favor of melee fighters.
The ring while large was still a confined space, and with no means of backup or the ability to prepare beforehand, a mage who had to chant a spell would be taken out before they could accomplish anything.
