The next few draws were very entertaining, the crowd watched them enthusiastically.
Flowers and apples were thrown in equal measure, reminding Jacob of the Roman coliseum gladiator fights he saw in movies.
By the time the next six fights were over, all the Wutherhorn men had advanced to the next round.
Yannick, Jonathan, Randolph, Eron, Zion, Alfred, Christopher, had all went to the next round to the surprise of no one in the crowd.
The next fight was particularly tricky, one that Light had been waiting for the whole tournament, it was to be a battle between Stryx and Raphael.
The smallish girl didn't even look the least bit bothered when she walked onto the arena, whistling and swiping her eyes left to right to ascertain who and who sat in the crowd.
She caught a glance of Jacob, who sat not too far from the arena grounds, then she smiled. A wide smile that revealed two large fang-like canines.
