"You've made quite a mess," Ralph said as he sat beside me. I nodded in agreement and took a sip of the drink that was given to us.
"I told you I would make it right," I replied, dodging a hit that was aimed at the top of my head.
"You... sigh," Ralph muttered, taking a big sip of his alcohol and trying to calm his nerves.
"Just how strong are you?" Ralph suddenly asked out of curiosity. I paused my eating for a moment, turned to look at him, and asked in a serious tone, "Do you really want to know?"
He fell silent, shaking his head and taking another sip of his alcohol. "This is gonna be the end of me," he muttered.
Seeing his reaction, I chuckled and focused back on my drink. After my fight, both Ralph and I were quickly brought into this room where we have been kept for about half an hour now. The old folks are probably discussing what should be done since I have now made my demand after three wins.