"Do both teams understand the rules?"
As Atticus and Nerrot nodded, the furry creature extended its clawed hands and produced a coin.
"We'll decide the first turn by flipping this coin. The challenge calls."
"Heads," Atticus said.
"Baron Nerrot, tails," the furry creature declared and nodded, suddenly flipping the coin. It was weightless in space, but its will forcefully brought it down to the back of its clawed arm.
"Tails. Baron Nerrot goes first."
Nerrot didn't bother to hide his smile. Though his direct opponent was the other team's attacker, Ozeroth, his eyes were focused squarely on Atticus.
It was an action that grated on Ozeroth's pride, but he held back his anger. He had chosen this position for a reason, he wanted to see Nerrot's smile after this game.
