"What is all this commotion this early in the morning?" Elder Song wondered as he woke up in his dwelling.
He had come back in the evening of the day before and decided to postpone his talk with Arslan to the day after. He needed some time to think about the right words to use with him and sleeping over it was his choice.
"Why are all the disciples so noisy already?" He said as he looked outside the window to hear what they were talking about.
"The trash is being challenged again!"
"He must be crazy to have angered Elder Frost!"
"Fighting the first ten ranked together will be a suicide!"
"I bet he won't even come to the arena and will flee with his tail between his legs."
Tens of disciples were heading towards the fighting arena, as all of them received news of the upcoming match between Arslan and the first ten disciples in the ranking. Few were those who didn't know anything about it and Elder Song was one of them.
