A Brother's Plight.

Meanwhile, Felix and Ravager decided to tour the law enforcement department, knowing they would be coming in here way too often.

"What got you involved in this? I thought you would play a few more tournaments to farm Lumus." Ravager inquired, his tone as frigid as ever.

"I am not interested in such battles." Felix anwsered, "The government has always been my aim."

"I see."

"You?" Felix asked.

"..." Ravager remained silent for a moment before uttering with a hate-filled voice, "It's personal."

"I see."

Felix let the conversation die out there because he didn't elaborate any further.

Meanwhile, Ravager's thoughts were consumed with memories of his last encounter with Mr. Atticus.

***

Two months earlier...An hour after Ravager was pronounced as the champion.

Ravager was seen standing in front of Mr. Atticus with a faint relaxed smile like he had finally taken a massive weight off his shoulders.