With a mix of joy, sorrow, and anger, the qualifying rounds finally began.
At the signal to start, the participants sprang into action. Some took their distance while others immediately attacked those near them.
"Engy, who are you watching?"
Sutore sitting next to me started talking.
His mysterious frenzy mode had ended, though by then the gap between us had widened to about two people.
"Other than Kyle and Kiril, I guess that gorilla looking guy with number 506. See, that one way in the back."
"Hmm? Woah, a gorilla! With all that hair, no way he's human! But doesn't look all that strong..."
He understands nothing. No way a gorilla would be weak. I mean, it's a gorilla!
Even if his visible magic power seems low, even if he has no weapons, he's a gorilla!
I scoffed at Sutore through my nose.
"Oh, that Gorilla guy rushed someone!"
"Hmm. Hey! Knock it off!"
The one Gorilla rushed at was our comrade, Kiril.
