A Chance

 "Very well, do you have anything that can surpass the work of Ezra Zephyr?" Elder Rilda asked from the trio of imprint faction.

The trio looked at each other and ultimately lowered their head as they said no through gritted teeth.

"I, as the arbiter of this quarter match, announce Ezra Zephyr as the winner of this quarter match." Elder Rilda announced.

The entire onlookers fell in silent until the Bloodfang Army played the trumpet, and in the next moment, cries of congratulations and praises filled the air. Those who had some doubts about Ezra Zephyr were now sure that the young man would surely turn this sect upside down. Those who were jealous and hated him were fumed as they turned back.

Elder Rilda nodded as the two elders moved as well.

"Did we win?" Bob asked Ezra.

The prince grinned. "Yes we won."