Bab 111: Level Six

At the highest part of the dome, inside a box hollowed out of rock and angled to have an outstanding view of the entire arena. Two figures: one was taller, even though seated, while the other was relatively short. And one was standing behind them beside a door engraved with intricate carvings. The figures watched the game with earnest eyes, aside from the shorter ones, as he sat cross-legged while he hammered his fingers making a sound of rhythmic boredom.

"Have you seen your sister, Ulfkell?" Asked the taller man, obviously the father of the bored kid.

"No," Ulfkell said. Scoffing as he gazed at the participants with belittling eyes. "Father, can we go, these kids weren't a joy anymore. Is this how the game played? Have you found someone of interest? If so, can we leave?"