Summer in the Scottish Highlands was sunny and bright. The distant mountains presented a slightly dark greenish-black color, contrasting with the clear lake waters and the green woodland nearby.
Due to the tight schedule of the competition, there was no opening ceremony. After a few words from the organizers, the long pole team matches began.
"Good luck!" When it was Leonard Ethan's turn, he patted his shoulder and said, "I know you're very skilled, so give that guy who looked down on you yesterday a harsh lesson!"
"No problem, I'll definitely make that guy cry for his mommy." Leonard Ethan touched the raven perched nearby on the rack and then carried his axe onto the field.
As both teams stood on the field, cheers erupted from the surrounding spectators, followed by the referee introducing the players on the field.
