A blinding light ignited between them the next moment, and from it a familiar furry creature emerged.
Atticus could recognize this creature as the same one that presided over his battle with Kale.
"The Great Verge has expressed interest in this unusual fight and would like to offer you a choice."
Atticus narrowed his eyes. He glanced at Whisker, who shrugged and mouthed "he's a crazy one". He turned back to see Nerrot looking excited.
The furry creature shined its teeth, clearly loving its job.
"Usually, challenges in the outside world are settled in the arena of gods. But the Great Verge, in his boundless wisdom, has decided to host this one. What do you say?"
A smile had found its way to Nerrot's lips. The very thought that the Great Verge was interested in this fight made him giddy.
Plus, it had been his plan all along! The Great Verge's interest in Atticus during his fight with Kale was amongst the things he took note of.
