"Greetings to you, gray-skinned god."
"My name is Eryong, and you?"
"Riley, Riley Ross."
There was absolutely no sign that the Nectar had any effect on Riley whatsoever at all. His face wasn't red at all and was still as white as it could be; his speech, still carrying its harmonious monotony as he introduced himself.
"Oh, it's you." His opponent, the gray-skinned god with no hair who introduced himself as Eryong, slightly widened his pitch-black eyes, "The newbie that's been messing around everyone."
"Oh, you know of me, Mr. Eryong?" Riley tilted his head in response before looking at the audience around him. Like with his match with Marleen, the audience did not seem to mind that the combatants were talking and not fighting immediately.
