When Lord Bevin saw the Light Mage approach, he was nervous.
His hero, the Red-Eyed Black Dragon, was about as strong as the Light Mage.
If they fought together, it was hard to tell which one would win.
"D*mn it!" muttered Lord Bevin. "I was just looking for a place to hide! How could he find me here?"
As a Lord who was well-versed in the ways of the competition, the first thing he did after entering the arena was to find a place to hide.
By the time the other Lords were almost done killing each other, he would have made it into the finals. At least, that was his plan.
However, he had been discovered!
Lord Bevin cursed. The Red-Eyed Black Dragon beside him snorted coldly. He was spirited for a fight.
"Light Mage," said the Red-Eyed Black Dragon. "Come then. Let's continue with the old fuel between the Light and the Dark!"
