"Only one minute left until the end time," the royal blacksmith announced.
Broken's eyes were full of focus as he worked on his spear; though it wasn't finished, it was already impressive to everyone watching.
Melliandra, who was sitting in the audience seats, let out a sigh of frustration. "This is really stressful," she said. "I've been waiting here for so long, and I can't wait to see the result!"
"Don't you hate that Broken?" Jovina asked in a low tone. "Why don't you just go out and hunt some monsters?"
"You, Jovina bitch," Melliandra snapped back. She then stood up and brazenly took out her sniper rifle. "Let's go out now and duel."
Elincia shouted, "Both of you, shut up! Can you two not fight for one day?"
"Yes, sir!" Jovina replied with a chuckle.
"Damn you, Jovina!" Melliandra sighed and then sat back down, her shoulders slumping in frustration.
