"This is bad." An Elder from the Pyrmond Faction muttered when they watched their sixth member lose to a member of the Syphilis Faction.
The other Elders nodded with a sour expression. The geniuses the Syphilis Faction brought out this time were a notch better than theirs. In fact, if not for Alec's impressive strength, he might've lost, but since he dominated his opponent, they never got to see his opponent's power.
There had been seven battles so far and the Pyrmond Faction had won just one of them. This was not something that any of them felt was possible.
The middle-aged man from the Dawson Family looked at the members of the Pyrmond Faction, before looking at those from the Syphilis Faction once again, it was unknown what was going through his mind.
Conor was sitting with Grey, Alec was beside them, his expression was just as sour as that of the Elders. Grey was the only one who didn't have a change of expression.