The Guilt of Incompetence

"Would you look at that.. Isn't that the chosen one from our sector?" Asked a young man with a hooked nose and long silver hair tied up in a bun, to the inner disciple that had just fought in the arena, and who was now standing right in front of Daniel. He then added, "Big shot here.. You better not bother him, Yonn."

These few words were enough to draw the attention of Yonn, the stout inner disciple that had walked out victorious from the recent event, and who had murdered the strongest amongst the outer disciples less than ten minutes before. "He is the one who is standing in the middle of the bridge like a dead animal." He said with a hint of irritation.