Back in a quiet pavilion, Kent stood with Amelia, observing from afar.
"You see that?" she asked, holding up a communication orb.
The illusion showed Fatty Ben dancing with his team of Golden Rat girls while coins and cheers rang in the background.
Kent smiled faintly. "He's having fun."
"He's making you famous."
"No. He's making the name famous. That's all we need."
Amelia chuckled. "People think you're a joke. A long shot."
Kent turned his eyes toward the arena's vast stone floor, where hundreds of fighters were preparing for the first day.
"Let them mock," he said. "When the odds drop, and the bones fall silent, they'll remember the day and me."
Sophia came with a big wine jar and brought the two dragon sisters with her. Together they began discussing the tournament while enjoying the wine.
Suddenly Fatty Ben came back with a tired-face.
All the ladies immediately began asking him about the gambling house.
