With the quick victory, the crowd was crazier than ever. Meanwhile, in the upper reaches of the colosseum, where the great families and high-ranking members of the Medici Clan were seated, the atmosphere was very calm.
"Hoho~ What a gem you've found, Abraham. Such a promising young man. How... interesting." A member of the Peridot family spoke with a cold smile, playing with the rim of their wine glass.
"Without a doubt, such talent will raise the prestige of your house. Although, of course, one wonders... how high can they fly before the wind plays a trick on them?" said another, but this time it was a member of the Boleoti family, with a calculated nod of the head. His eyes slid toward the Medici, seeking complicity.
"Congratulations, truly. Although... I hope the Kingdom is prepared for such... changes."
The elder of the Abraham family laughed heartily, but his eyes were cold as steel, resting on the Medicis.
