"In our clan when we need to choose the next heir we hold a large tournament, and then there's a big battle for everyone. When I was a kid I saw it once, it was so exciting." Rubina kept telling everyone about the culture of her clan as she waved her hands and started stories about fights and other scenes like a proper storyteller.
"Aren't you all clansman why fight amongst themselves. Can't they choose the most talented one or through votes or something." Ayla asked as she never understood the idea of so much fighting at every turn.
"What, votes - that's just dirty politics. Let me tell you only strength matters, and only strongman can unite everyone under an iron fist. That's how we've been able to survive all this time, otherwise how many clans playing politics disappeared in Arcadia." Rubina said with a hint of disdain in her voice.
