Silas had already slashed the man across the shoulder and then the man stumbled forward on the floor.
The entire space of spectators went silent and Juliet was one of the few people smiling.
"He... But the drunkard didn't have his chance to use his secret technique..." S man mum led amongst the crowd and then the announcer came out nervously.
"I give up..." The drunkard said as he held his wound.
"And the winner is, Dark Seraph!" The announcer shouted and then the audience bursted in applause.
"The old man didn't have enough time to even weigh the strength of his opponent and was taken out quickly... I wonder what master he served under."
Juliet looked to her side. The manager which spoke to them a while ago was standing beside a beautiful woman.
She had long black hair with what looked like fox ears in head and she was dressed in a white gown, crossing her arms over her big breasts.