Standing on the stage, bare handed and apparently unarmed while facing five armed and armored fighters, Jacques cut a heroic and imposing looking figure in the eyes of many. The audience on the lower levels cheered enthusiastically with several rushing up against the railing to get a better look at the spectacle that was about to unfold.
"Y'all go on ahead and make de first move," Jacques said, taking a defensive stance against the five men. "Dese folks, dey came here for a show, non?"
The group of fighters looked at each other for a moment, as if confirming that they'd heard correctly. A moment later, the three spear wielding fighters from the Horned clan charged in a loose arrow formation, rushing toward the lone witch with their spears raised.
"It's over," Virve said, shaking her head sadly. While these men had been dressed to resemble soldiers from the Vale of Mists, they clearly didn't fight like it.
