A Bird in the Hand

"I don't have time to tease you. I also heard that you were going to the space battlefield and were still buying flying phoenix feathers to refine flying wings. Coincidentally, I have flying wings on me!" Ezra Evans smiled playfully.

Otis Escobar knew about this. 

A year ago, he had contacted Ezra to purchase the flying wings but had been rejected. 

Why was this guy bringing them out now?

"State your conditions," Otis said solemnly.

"I'm a little short of money recently. Let's make a bet!" Ezra suggested.

"Sure, how do you want to bet?" Otis responded decisively. "Do you want me to fight him?"

"Yes," Ezra confirmed.

Otis frowned slightly, sizing up Braydon Neal, feeling there was nothing special about him.

"Otis, reject this duel!" a brawny man suddenly stood up and said.

The brawny man was from Mount Fyaro of the Milky Way Empire. 

He had witnessed Braydon's battle prowess before!