The fight was exciting and the crowd loved it but Soverick was bored quickly. He could already guess who would win. The blue warrior is undoubtedly strong and full of energy but most of his power is being wasted in the fight. He is fast but his opponent is able to weave through the barrage of ax strikes with a calm that is rare for someone with an affinity to fire. Instead, the explosiveness that is expected of their behavior is concentrated within the blade strikes of the red warrior.
"He is playing with him." Soverick shook his head.
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