On the New Leaf Plains, a single player was facing another as a crowd huddled together in the back.
Jack rested his gaze on the man responsible for the chicken fighting ring. He was a young lad with big dreams and too little sense. He wore a colorful red outfit that wasn't armor for sure.
"So you're the one to blame for this?" Jack simply stated.
The youngster suddenly tensed. He wasn't one to cower in front of others, yet he did. The man, no the being in front of him was the freaking Demon King!
He looked so nonchalant, but his eyes were full of overwhelming power. How could one's eyes be powerful?! It shouldn't be, and yet that's what he felt. But even as he slowly bent his straight back, the youngster kept making eye contact:
"Greetings, this place is called Bloody Chicks. The finest establishment of chicken fights in the entire Infinite!" He forced himself to utter clearly.
