“Yawn!” Art woke up, wiping a drop of tears from his eyes. He hoped today would be as interesting as yesterday.
Well, that was to be expected, as the big guns would be fighting each other today.
After freshening up, Art walked out of the bathroom while whistling. He didn’t seem worried or nervous about being matched with potentially strong opponents.
It was time for the second stage of the contest to begin, and to his surprise, when the first match was announced, he was the first in line—and his opponent seemed familiar.
After some thought, he remembered. This was Frigga’s partner from the group stage.
“He must find it rough to be among the first fighters of both stages,” Art shook his head.
“I believe I have about 30 minutes to get rea…”
Before he could finish his sentence, he was teleported, and the next place he found himself was in the middle of the arena.
He blinked several times to make sure he wasn’t seeing things, but this was reality.