It was my time to shine. The battle commenced under the declaration of the commentator, meaning it was only us-
"And now to the second arena, featuring the oldest man in the beginner bracket! He had been fighting here for six years and his resume is astonishing! How can he still be in the beginner bracket?!"
Oh. Apparently, a few battles took place at once. Maybe the beginner bracket was just that big.
I had no time to think about it or count the battles announced. The neckless blonde guy charged at me, his fists shooting at a surprising speed for a man considered a loser. Even the weakest here knew how to fight better than me. They were fighters, after all.
"Oho! The battle between the loser and the newbie had started! I will focus on it for now, unless I spot a more interesting fight going on. Follow me, you blood-thirsty villains!"
Woohoo, we did get the limelight. I had a feeling that Mark often gave bloody shows, probably not in his favor.
