"Just try to do it and see what will happen," Rain said. "In the last moment, when you don't know what to do, try that. Anyway, just be sure to return alive now."
"Roger," Jori said.
Jori moved to the center of the arena, and Rain wondered why he didn't let Reca go first… she would have the upper hand against someone that uses claws like the werewolf.
Still, Rain knew that he would piss Reca off if he were to say that he would face the seventh tribe leader since he would be stronger than the sixth… in the end, he had already been whipped by Reca.
"What did you tell him?" Reca asked while showing a bit of concern.
"That was…" Rain said and then began to explain his idea.
While Rain was explaining things to Reca, the beast king declared the start of the fight. The werewolf raised his arms and then made his claws grow even longer… They were as long as short swords, and that was a problem since he had three of them.
