Four men appeared at the entrance to the Colosseum. It was as crowded as ever, as many people rushed to occupy the spectator seats.
"Wow, where are they all running to? Is something important happening today?" Osvald uttered with confused looks while looking at the people passing him.
"Yeah... Looks like Wain will have to wait a bit, it'll take a while for the arena to clear." Sven muttered as he looked up.
Above the Colosseum hung two massive stone slabs on which two names burned brightly.
[Odvar Seim (Top-9) vs Zandar Aged (Top-3)
"Hmm? Is this a fight between two Top-10s?" Wain said in a calm voice.
"Great!" Marlis exclaimed as she jumped slightly, "They'll be an appetizer before your fight! Come on, this should be interesting for sure!"
Whoooosh.
Marlis ran forward and grabbed Sven's hand. He wasn't expecting it, but he didn't resist and just let Marlis drag himself away.
