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As soon as his opponent, Donat, showed himself, Rain raised his eyebrows.

Now he understood what Olivia had meant about his features. Or should I say not understood, but felt?

A faint vibration, noticeable to the naked eye, echoed from every step Donat took across the arena.

His opponent was the same fat guy he'd seen when he'd come to the nobles' dining hall. And remembering his skills, Rain was a little wary. 

Being able to occupy 3 chairs at once while eating a year's worth of food?

Pretty scary.

Seeing that the second contestant had arrived, one of the instructors called out to Rain. When he approached, he immediately turned his attention to his opponent.

The one was slightly out of breath, as after a light jog, and looked displeased.

'Don't tell me he ran here from the dining hall?'

Thinking back to where he had last seen him, it seemed rather plausible.

Rain assessed his opponent once more.