Whoooooosh.
The wooden door opened as four persons appeared inside the pair. Three of them removed their masks and smiled.
"Your disguise was gone at the very last moment. It's amazing, though I don't understand how your mask could withstand the pressure from your attacks at all." Sven said in a calm manner as he stared at Wain that was still on his knees.
"Huh, that mask was made for me by a great smith, also Reidar fought fair. He probably wanted to defeat me first, then remove my mask, but he failed in that task." Wain spoke with a happy expression as he rose to his feet.
He made his way to the bar and struggled to climb into a high chair. He was feeling bright, strong emotions as the feeling of victory gave him strength, but physically he was completely exhausted.
