Voulantary Capture

The arena was still being set up when he passed by it again. The mess hall was busier as people sat eating earlier than usual. Sevir ate his fill before he went uphill. The streets were busier and more colorful. Colorful lanterns had replaced torches. The decoration was a mayhem, as if people of the residence had decorated their houses on their own. The beasts themselves were in colorful cloaks. All this, he noticed in passing. He was more focused on walking, on not letting his toe get caught in a loose or jutting cobble. Falling face forward would do no good to his nerves.

Outside, building, he heard no sound which meant Zihao was inside. He went back to RuIng’s house and called RuIng.

“Nervous? The Qualifiers will be a breeze for you.” A large, smiling eye popped up in the crystal.

Sevir asked, “Are you busy? I need you on standby.”

The smiling eye turned to two frowning brows. Unexpectedly, RuIng did not ask anything.

“Alright. Be careful not to expose yourself.”