The Midnight Heir

FIGHTING STANCE

*Tsk* *Sigh*

Selverin took his fingers and touched the open wound he had on his cheek and forehead which stung him before sighing to the realization that he had to fight once more and any minute from now

He turned to look at the opponent he had to fight which was Gamboli while Gamboli looked at him with wondering eyes, thinking if he could put down his opponent as fast as possible. Something that went against his true intention because in actuality he wanted to test himself and his skills after having not fought for a very long time now.

He wanted to know if he still had it, his fighting knowledge and talents, or if had he gotten rusty from being out of the action for as long as he had.

"This is really intense and I kind of like it?" Gamboli mumbled to myself then looked at the Showman and the audience "How can there be so many people and at the same time not so many people all at once"

*CLEARS THROAT*

"This must be my nerves talking telling me that I'm too anxious— no, that’s not th