After Aric and Dion's match, the next match to be called would be a rather hot-blooded one.
"FOR OUR NEXT MATCH, WE HAVE THE PHOENIX PRINCESS OF THE HUMAN RACE, ROSE DARKFELL!!!!!" The commentator announced. "AND AGAINST HER IS VAEL TIDECREST OF 5HE THE MERFOLK RACE!!!!"
Excitement bloomed in the hearts of the audience. Another epic fight was underway, after all, they had watched what both candidates were capable of. One was capable of rendering anything to ash, and the other could mollify himself and the surroundings.
"Be careful Vael, lest you turn into a pile of ash." Namor said as vael slowly stood up with a smile on his face.
"Yes, I think you're right, Your highness." Vael replied. "I think I'll have to be extremely cautious."
Though the commentator would stop him from dying, Vael had no intensions of losing to Rose, at least not so early in the match. Vael wasn't so delusional, he wondered who the hell had even fixed his match with this mean looking princess.
