The evening, on the fighting ground of Azure Wind Arena. Night Raven and I stood face to face.
He stood straight like me, both feet at one place, hands stretched ahead of him, palms formed into fists - he was alert and ready.
''What?! Humble White advanced in ranks again?''
''Wow!''
People noticed my eighth rank and a series of hot discussions burned through one section of the audience to another. Nearly a thousand people were paying attention to our match now! It was a huge number compared to the earlier hundred.
A low cheering started before the match even began. Some were rooting for me while others wanted Night Raven to win. As much as some people wanted to see my victory streak going, there were other people as well who would get pleasure from seeing me lose at least once.
