When it was time for his duel, Silva made his way to the arena, but his opponent forfeited and refused to come out, which made Silva win.
He didn't really care about the duel; however, he was fine with it, so he left the arena. As he was moving out, one of the instructors met him in the hallway.
"Silva, all your fights have been forfeited, except for one. He is a boy from B class; he didn't forfeit," the instructor said.
"Okay then, it would be best if I go over it, right? Can I please fight him now if it is alright? The next duel has yet to start, and it is still basically my time now," Silva said.
"Alright, I understand. I'll pass the word; the fight will be ready in five minutes." Silva nodded, and the man left.
Five minutes later, the fight was announced, and the two of them walked to the stage from opposite sides.
As soon as Silva saw this dude, with jet black hair, pale skin, and sunken eyes, he felt that something was off.
