Luckily, the first match of the afternoon was about Erik, and this was the first match we would be watching today. It was not like I knew the schedule or anything. Actually, Azrael reported it to me at the last minute.
Erik's opponent this time, Alto, was a man wielding a spear. I heard he was from a faraway land. Based on his oriental facial features and skin tone, he was probably from the Southern Continent, most likely from the eastern side of the continent, where a small human kingdom still stood.
Alto was a man in his late twenties with a lean physical build, green eyes, and long black hair tied in a ponytail. He wore a sleeveless light armor, probably for mobility and flexibility, and was holding a spear with a foot-long mithrill blade. He was quite powerful too, so it was going to be entertaining.
