"So, what are the rules?" Iris questioned
"It's simple," Valor the sixth-rank spike out. "Either knock your opponent out or get them to admit defeat. Killing and dismemberment aren't allowed. Fair enough?"
Iris looked towards Art, who nodded. "Fine."
Art wasn't expecting this development, but it was exactly what he wanted.
With this, he didn't just plan on recovering his elite status. He planned on sending a message to everyone before leaving so they wouldn't dare mess with the clone he'd leave behind.
Iris was the one who created the match-ups.
Ryan was paired with the 18th rank.
Lidia was paired with the 15th rank.
Beatrix got the 14th rank. She argued to get someone stronger but was ignored by Iris.
Sil was paired with the 11th.
Iris went with the 8th.
Leaving Art with Valor. He couldn’t ask for more.
Iris was still a little worried, but she decided to have fate in everyone.
"Who going to be our arbiter?"