"Are you excited?" Mort asked his other two companions in such a manner that it clearly portrayed his own excitement much greater than them.
Aksel noticing his friend's state of mind couldn't help but laugh as he sat on the cushiony foam of the fighting arena and looking towards the door he asked, "Yes but isn't mason running a little late?"
Yve who had been lying on the mattress raised herself at his words and looking towards the empty entrance as well rolled her eyes and said, "His five minutes must have been closer to five hours."
Seeing that it had been around an hour since Mason had asked them to be ready to receive their weapons it was clear that the buzz that they initially had was by now subsiding with the toils of time and tiresome waiting.
"I am sure he must be coming any minute now," Mort muttered leaving to go and check on the weaponsmith that had made them wait for long enough.