Taming the Sword

The quarterfinal of the Eldorin Academy Tournament.

In a spacious lighted room with some expensive magic equipment on one of the walls and a rectangular battle ground in the center, there were 3 people. One of them was a middle-aged instructor who was yawning every now and then while looking at his watch, and the other two were two young men standing opposite each other.

At that moment, the bracelet on their arms vibrated quietly, beginning the process of communication and setting up their projections to which all their wounds would be transferred.

While this was happening, Rain scrutinized his opponent. His appearance was quite ordinary, except for the mask covering the lower part of his face and his gray battle suit, which was essentially made up of... several suits on top of each other?

Rain wondered who could possibly need to put on multiple sets of clothes.

'Does he want to seem bigger?'