The next days Arthur spent training during the day, and fucking girls in the night-club at night. He wanted to get as strong as possible for the upcoming tournament.
"Damn, these fire wings look awesome." Arthur said.
Two fire wings stood behind his back, flapping around, and making him able to fly. He still could not use these wings for transportation, but to use them in a fight was fine.
It made him faster, which also meant stronger attacks as well. Mages would not hit him using their spells.
Anyway, after a hard day of training, and the last day before leaving, Arthur went to the night-club for a good night.
The girls there seemed to know him, and some even offered themselves for the night.
"Can we go to the private room tonight, captain?" a woman said.
"You went last time. We also want our turn."
There were other men inside the club, and they could not understand the fixation on Arthur. Some girls waited for him to come all week.