After the sects agreed on a rematch with full teams the day after, everyone went back to their tents, except for Jabari. The muscular man visited Layla's tent again, seeking an explanation for Ravi's shift of stance.
"What is the meaning of this? Didn't the Serene Lotus Sect promise to support us?" Jabari asked Layla in a tone that was borderline shouting. His fingers twitched, clenching and unclenching into a fist as if undecided about whether to punch the woman before him.
"Relax, it will be fine. I'm sure you can beat them tomorrow," Layla shrugged, angering the big elder further.
"Fine, you say? By whose assurance? Should we summon the elders starring on the continent's wanted list for the competition's aid? How can you claim we will be fine?" Jabari rained questions, frustrated at the nonchalant attitude of their supposed ally.