Righteous Path.
HolySword narrowed his eyes and scanned Isaac from head to toe. Even though he has heard about Marksman and how lousy of a class it is, he still didn't dare to belittle him, especially knowing that one good shot from his opponent would cause his demise.
Isaac took a deep breath and waited for the match to begin. He felt extremely small in the presence of HolySword, whose shadow alone overlapped his figure, which both made him intimidated, but also felt threatened.
''Gladiators!'' Tiffany's voice came from the speakers as she loudly declared the match to begin, ''Fight!''
Everyone who was watching leaned closer to the windows in hopes of seeing everything better, but then Tristan appeared and coughed loud enough to attract everyone's attention, ''Ahem, please stand back, we don't want any accidents to happen, right?'' He said innocently, but his back was drenched in sweat.