Apology

The noisy street had suddenly gone quiet. The crowd of onlookers fixed their gaze on the two mythical beasts in the arena, holding their breath in anticipation.

The peculiarly postured Grey, the monkey, stood in the center of the arena, waving the short shirt in its hand and shrieking loudly. It appeared to have a unique and spirited presence.

However, the second grade mythical beast, the Flame Lizard, showed utter disdain for its antics, with its massive head slightly lowered and a look of pure contempt in its eyes.

Members of the Subtle Valley couldn't help but sneer and fold their arms across their chests. To them, a second grade mythical beast against a first-tier grey monkey made this gambling match appear entirely one-sided.