Ishtar Competition
Competition Grounds, Ishtar.
"This is getting annoying.." August muttered with a frown on his face as he stood on top of a mushroom rock, overlooking the vast land filled with sand. The sun was shining above, and the heat was getting unbearable, but the competitors couldn't let their guard down.
"That sneaky guy…it seems he was prepared for this situation.." He further muttered before getting down, and walking into the shade of the mushroom rock.
Their plan of eliminating Arnold, seemed to have been predicted by the enemy. The sneaky guy had been prepared beforehand. That was the reason that he had managed to run away again and again from him.
August gave a look to his food and water supply, and his face turned dark. Even though he was capable of surviving at bare minimum, it would definitely hurt this combat ability. Not to mention, there didn't seem to be a time limit on this competition.