The Yoblin merely accepted her loss with a nod and the announcer asked for her to send in the next combat slave of her team.
She looked at her four remaining slaves for a moment before pointing to one of them and gesturing to the stage.
The female Mahun slave nodded, hefting her longsword that she held at her side to ascend to the stage.
Lisa turned to give me a look and I gave her a small nod.
She gave me a pouty face, probably unsatisfied that she had to pretend to lose to the Yoblin's slave but obeyed with my decision.
The announcer called for the start of the match and Lisa immediately started to chant again.
The new slave obviously already knew what her attack pattern was like from the previous match and immediately tried to close the distance instead of fighting defensively like the first one did.
Lisa acted like she was panicking and shot the first [Ember] at her opponent who deftly avoided it without much effort.
