Burning intensity

Back on Japing Tral had come ashore walking straight out of the harbor to go directly towards the tower of combat.

Once there he noticed security was on high alert especially after his arrival although they kept a healthy distance so he pretended not to notice but they weren’t the only ones to pay him quite a bit of attention with many mumbling rumors about the night before to each other.

He went straight to the sixty first floor to find that many of the fighters there were waiting specifically for him including the opponent who was dressed in a different prim and proper attire.

“Oh so you still have the guts to show up even after that fiasco yesterday with your friend? It matters not because you better be ready to pay up bug!” The gentleman makes snide remarks as he unbuttons his shirt to reveal chiseled muscles underneath.