Like To Train With Them

Gareth calmly walked into the arena, unagitated by the cheers of the crowd. Even though he was sort of famous, he was still a prisoner, that was something that won't change until he wins his freedom once again. 

….

Grey stared at Gareth, surprised by his somewhat youthful appearance. Gareth seemed to be someone who was around his mid-twenties. 

'Hey, do you have some stones?' Void's voice echoed in his head. 

'Yes, why?' Grey asked. 

'Good, now place a bet on that guy, bet as many stones as you have,' Void urged. 

'Betting? You haven't even seen his opponent, are you that confident in him?' Grey couldn't help but ask. 

'Of course, don't forget that he's won fifty battles straight, and I've watched him fight these past days, he's really powerful,' replied Void. 

'Hmm, we'll wait until his opponent appears. I'll only be sure once I've seen them,' Grey said, not convinced by Void's words.