Ken stood in a wooden-based arena inside the village. Many elves stood around watching, some in trees, their eyes pinned on the human that had come into their space. Many of these elves had never been this close to a human before, so it was genuinely fascinating, and to hear that he was about to fight one of the strongest people in their village was even more interesting.
He waited for Sierra to finally show up, and she did. She walked up onto the platform, but she was no longer in her armor. Rather, she had on a simple white blouse and black tight pants along with boots. She had silver hair that was tied into a ponytail.
A sword was on her waist, and she held another in her hands. She tossed the one in her hands over to Ken. "You do not have a weapon, so use that."
