All the spectator seats at the northern Hail Passage were already taken. This was hardly surprising, given who was set to fight in the arena and the fact that the match was due to begin in just a minute.
The gates opened as the noise died down. Leerna walked ahead while the two girls followed her.
"Well, well, we've finally made it here, huh?" Kaerno leaned on his hand, with one leg crossed over the other.
Strangely enough, he was sitting in a regular seat, while Sarka sat next to him in a large, comfortable chair reserved only for the Fingers.
He didn't mind it. He had come here to watch the fight. Any seat where he was comfortable would do for that purpose.
"Whoa! Is that the judge?" Sarka's wide eyes sparkled with amazement.
"Hmm?" Kaexa, who was sitting to her left, raised an eyebrow. "This isn't your first time in this Hail Passage, is it?"
Sarka sat up straight.
"No, but… She looks so cool! I want to be the judge too! Damn! I want my own arena!"
