'I only gained five experience for that fight,' Ray notes as he helps Elia up.
"Thank you," Elia bows slightly as she wipes a bit of blood off of her face, "You are a gracious victor."
The crowd continues to roar with glee at Elia's loss. The announcer screams, "Atlas has beaten the Countess and without a single wound!!! He has earned a starting rank of fifty! Will he be able to continue this in his next fight?!"
Ray glances at the crowd as both he and Elia walk out of the Arena into the rest zone, "Not the most popular, are you?"
"Unfortunately, no," Elia responds, "They are not fans of poison magic users. They think it is unfair."
"If fights were fair, then there would never be a winner. Using your poison affinity makes sense," Ray responds, "Regardless, do you think I will get another fight today?"
"I am certain of it," Elia responds, smiling faintly, "It is not too often someone doesn't lambaste me for my use of poison."
