The people supporting the B-rank bender had a bit of gloomy expression on their faces. The person they were supporting lost...at least, he got up to two points before losing.
The F-rank bender had a wide grin on his face, he had emerged as winner, he was glad. The B-rank bender stood up from the ground with a kind of expression on his face...like a disappointed one.
The overseer stepped foot into the field, strolled toward the F-rank bender, held his right hand, raised it, then voiced out,
"We have our winner here".
The people supporting the F-rank bender cheered loudly, and the grin on his face widened the more. Currently, it was about time for the both of them to evacuate the field, they had done their part, they had battled themselves.
Both the F-rank and the B-rank bender strolled out of the field, then those same men that brought the large bowl of water strolled into the field not long after. They carried the bowl of water and began sauntering out of the field.
