"Ah, of course you would know me," Lolita chuckled. "We were the team who sent your team to the lower bracket."
"But we got our revenge and defeated you in the semis," Gina shrugged. "I just had an argument with my teammates that time and we weren't in the best condition to fight. That was why we lost."
"Excuses, excuses," Lottie shook her head. "But regardless, we lost to you so I guess you had much effective strategies against me."
John suddenly took his dagger and held the dull part of the blade while facing the handle to Lottie. "Sign my arm."
Lottie scrunched her face after seeing the determination in John's eyes. "What's your problem, young man?"
"Magic Eye!" John cheered. "You were one of the few, few people to defeat Glenn's team back then. The third runner up for the first God's Omen pro-league, Royal Rouge!"
