70 Roast Pork

"Uhh. Who exactly are "they"?" I asked her curiously.

"Those two are the Principal and Vice Principal of the National Mecha Pilot Academy. Bruce Pang and Jeanette Wen." Grand Elder Shella said quietly as though she was afraid of disturbing the fight that was going on in the distance.

"Wen? The current President's clan?" I asked her quietly.

Grand Elder Shella merely nodded her head in response. She was focusing all of her attention on the fight.

It was a spectacular fight, and it was so even in my untrained eye which missed probably 99% of the intricacies and significance of their moves.

For a few moments, both Grand Elder Shella and I watched the fight quietly grow in intensity and ferocity until finally… BAM!

A middle aged man literally flew out of the gazebo.

My eyes followed him and caught sight of a handsome smiling face just a split second before he splashed into the lake.

And then my eyes swivelled back to the top of the gazebo where the woman was.