In the packed colosseum, a young man who sat between a rowdy bunch watched from above as a skinny boy twisted, skipped and turned as he dodged a continues attack from another skinny man below.
As the fight wore on, this young man frowned, gasped and shuffled his feet as a horde of different emotions flooded him.
Disappointment when the boy managed to dodge a particularly dangerous attack. Fear when the boy's opponent got forced on the defensive, and anger whenever the boy's opponent made a mistake that the skinny boy capitalized on.
This young man was none other than Rollo, Thrall's firstborn son who had a massive beef with the skinny boy fighting below. The skinny boy being none other than his nemesis, the person who caused him a life's dream, Joda.