Not surprisingly, his tactic worked, amongst those in the top 15 of the tournament 10 forfeited their chances to Challange and opted to recieve favors from the royalty.
"You'll be alright, just make such you don't get into Any more fights." On the ground next to carlson and Co, a lady in gray robes said to the commoner who had fought Vincent not too long ago.
His arm bled profusely for a while so they had to bring in a medical Professional to help stop it and save him from dying.
"Okay," the commoner man nodded seemingly without a care in the world. His arm had been cut off, but the didn't seem moved by it.
He was but a lumber jack a few weeks ago, this fight didn't mean much to him. However, losing his arm was a big deal and it really frustrated him.
"Don't worry about revenge. I'll take care of it for you"