Drakkon was excited to see what was going to happen next, and soon enough the announcer would make her way to the arena. They were halfway through the tournament, and that was good. A lot of people so some interesting fights, and the way one of them ended over and over was gruesome. Still, it was a tournament and they didn’t want to discriminate anybody’s way of fighting.
Still, she would soon announce that she was giving the fighters a small break. They could do whatever they wanted in the meantime, but they needed to be back at a certain time or they would be disqualified. Drakkon understood, but he wouldn’t move from where he was. He was glad waiting here, but he allowed the other fighters time to mentally prepare themselves. The crowd wondered if this man was going to win it all, and they figured he would and started placing bets on Drakkon for the next fights.
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