Skychaser

⟬ Start of the fourth match... ⟭ 

Tycondrius sat in the corner of the arena. 

Bored. 

Hungry. 

He looked up, briefly locking eyes with Natalya in the stands. 

...On top of being bored and hungry, he was slightly lonely, as well. 

He would have loved to be up there with her.

She was snacking on something hastily prepared-- something potato-based, likely.

...probably something fried in the fat of a delicious animal. 

Mm... 

The lizard army was delaying sending out their champion, reciprocating how they were treated.

And thus, to reinforce his professional nature and his title as the highest-ranked Officer in the Wyrmslayer Alliance... Tycon could only be patient. 

And bored.

...and hungry. 

If Tycon had known that their interests aligned, he would have suggested a temporary ceasefire on account of a nonsense reason.