After the battle ended, there were still around one hundred thirty members in Amon's group. They looked at each other with disquiet. How should they proceed from here? Only until the surviving youths were one hundred in number that Pai Kuan would declare this preliminary round over.
At the moment, Pai Kuan simply observed these remaining youths in silence as he moved those who are unconscious or no longer able to fight away from the arena.
Everyone looked at Amon. He was their leader, so they would let him decide.
Amon was studying the group as well. After walking around observing everyone, he started picking people.
"You… you… you… move over here."
After a while, there became two groups.
'What's wrong? Does he want us to fight each other?' They thought.
But after careful observation, they noticed there was a similarity in the ones Amon had chosen. The youth which Amon had picked, were all middlingly wounded.
