Chapter 109 - The First Battle

At the time of registration, Ishit had received a token with his name and number etched on it. As soon as he walked over to the ground floor, where all the other participants were waiting for the gate to open, a new name appeared on the copper coin-- Tahir from  Tripoli.  Ishit had heard of this city. Tripoli was in Matsya. He searched for his opponents in the crowds, and it wasn't too difficult as like all Matsyans had dark black hair with a blue hue. Sure enough behind a dark-haired Sursenian boy, standing a young man. His olive skin tone and dark eyes were giving away his Matsayan ethnicity. As if sensing his gaze, Tahir glanced at him. He noticed the darkness churning in his opponent eyes. Ishit couldn't help but recall the ancient lore about Matsayans. Suta had told him that Matsyan worriers had fae blood running in their veins. That allowed them to borrow nature's power apart from spirit.