The first round had officially started. Now there were two kinds of people in the clearing - those who were excited and ready to do anything to win and those who were scared for their lives and what this contract meant for them.
Many participants had entered here for fun and experience. They had expected to be able to back out of this competition anytime they wanted to.
But that luxury had been taken away because of the contract. Instead, these people were forced to fight each other and they had to also abide by certain rules they had not even read before.
"Don't worry dear participants. Nothing would happen to you if you behave within a certain parameter and do not cause any trouble for us. As for the tournament, we should start it now or our host will get irritated even more."
The black-clad figure spoke and snapped his fingers. A slip of paper appeared in front of everyone and Keith quickly noticed that it was color coded.
