Malin took his seat and watched as the leading mentor of his team stepped forward to negotiate with the mentor from the Church of the War God. He couldn't help but glance at the swollen-faced mentor Emet Selk beside him.
The latter, belatedly aware, looked at Malin with a trace of confusion on his face, "Why do you keep looking at me?"
"I'm thinking, if it comes to a mentor's battle later, should you go up or should I?" Malin said to Emet Selk as he watched the two leading mentors on the verge of confrontation.
Emet Selk fell silent for a moment, sighed and asked, "Just how much do you know?"
Malin crossed his legs and looked up at the two mentors, "One dead, two seriously injured… according to past situations, if the negotiations are successful and compensation is duly made according to the rules, that would be the end of it. But if the talks fail, it's quite normal for one or two mentors to die as long as the gloves hit the ground. Someone always has to pay the price."