Hmm, so... is this all because I did something different?
Is this the butterfly effect? Because if so, then this is a mind-blowing effect.
"You see that?" I pointed as I asked Erik, who was now awake.
"Y-yeah. Anyways! Why'd you do that?" He asked immediately. I'm more impressed that he didn't shift away from me.
"You wanted to fight me?" I asked.
"...No," he took a moment before answering.
"Then leave it as it is," I shrugged.
"But still..." He let out a defeated sigh before turning his face forward.
"Just be happy that you are going to Mage's Gambit with me," I patted his back, trying to inject some reassurance into my voice.
Now, back to the stage. What we were witnessing was—
"Aghhhhhh!" screamed the guy as Aron plunged the spearhead out of his thigh.
Aron wasn't in great shape himself; his arm was broken, blood ran down his back, and his torn top revealed the extent of his injuries.
