"Just remember one thing though.. The Golden Crown tournament is inevitably going to end!" Claude said with a smile, and every single one of the lackeys felt a chill run up their spine.
Gulp! They were afraid.
"Alright then!" Claude nodded his head and he clapped his hands, focusing the attention on him yet again and said, "You can go ahead and tell your owner that I've returned. I don't want him to make up any excuses the next time we fight!"
Claude then turned around and walked away, leaving the five lackeys in a state of shock and disbelief.
"Oi!" After a brief period of silence, Link called out to Brenden, who stood there like a statue, not moving an inch. He pressed his hand on Brenden's shoulder, causing him to flinch before calming down. "What are we going to do?"
"What else?" Brenden said as he breathed slowly. "You heard what he said, right? We have to tell Ian!"