Scorn

If there was one thing Hollow-Ween admired about her partner/captain, it was his showmanship. Barragan knew how to get the crowd riled up and pumping with excitement. The two were currently at the tournament tower, which they had yet named, overseeing the different graded monsters, and how they were being treated.

The keepers were told to keep the monsters' feeding to a minimum, so they were bloodthirsty and hungry by the time the contestants showed up. Hollow-Ween, although was told not to worry, couldn't help but wonder what the navy was going to do to counteract the tournament. If she was them, she'd allow it to continue.

Pirates from all over Falia in one place, slowly killing each other till the last one was standing, would make their jobs a lot easier. "Don't feed the monster for another three days!" Barragan's voice boomed across the arena section of the tower. The keepers nodded their head and headed back to work.