"This will be a short fight."
Overlooking the arena from above, SilverMoon's eyes narrowed. All of the top Duke bracket competitors were standing beside her.
"That's good for Skull Crusher."
"Yeah."
"It was a given considering his strength. Although he's nothing much himself."
None seemed to be interested in the upcoming fight. There was an air of certainty about the fight, despite the fact that it hadn't even begun yet.
Who was going to win was already clear to them.
"Why do you even bother with that human, anyway?"
A lazy-looking figure languidly asked. His shoulder-length black hair spread across the sofa as he leaned back against the sofa and stared up at the ceiling with his yellow-colored eyes.
From his mouth, he took out a popsicle and looked at SilverMoon.
"I admit that he is strong, but Skull Crusher should be able to handle him."
"I know."
