Monke and Battle Royales (15)

We both exited the tent and came across a scowling Reia waiting for us outside. She didn't look at me, nor complemented my looks, even if she did so multiple times the whole time we were going to that Meeting Tent.

"Lady Oshurkova… Xel'gon is waiting for you at the entrance of the camp-ta." Reia intoned neutrally, her indifferent mask sometimes slipping into a scowl as she reigned in her features.

"Ugh, of all the times… That man is too stubborn sometimes…" Oshurkova facepalmed and hissed as she glared at the direction of the entrance of the camp. "Follow us. This'll either take a short time to finish, or this will end again with us knocking each other out of the event."

"I take it this happened before?" I asked, a bit curious about their circumstances as to why this happened before.