The Tournament Favorite
The moment it was once announced that Ren Jin Yan was to go face to face with the Thunderscale Dragon Otter, precisely one single emotion could be felt emanating from both the audience and the participants: pity.
Although, it came in two different flavors of pity.
First was general pity, which came from mostly the contestants.
"Oh that poor bastard."
<<Shiiit, tough luck man.>>
{Zephyr Father, please guide this soul into your embrace after his demise...}
"If he doesn't die, he'll at least get a real nasty scar."
They all agreed that this man's luck must've been absolute dog shit.
While the other was...thirsty pity.
"Oh no! How can someone so pretty be damned to such a cruel fate?"
<<Damn, really? That guy drew the otter marble? Too bad, if only I had met him earlier...>>
{I'd hit that, well, would've hit that...}
"Wait, is that a guy or a girl?"
"Does it matter? They're hot!"