"Can we change the fighters anymore?"
Lumian asked the teacher.
"The fight started as soon as the two entered the ring. If you want to waste one of your team's changes now, you may do it."
The teacher said.
"…Nevermind."
Lumian sat back down in his seat.
If he knew that Jock was going to go first, he would've gone first as well, but he thought that Cleo would like to try to go against Della.
"Tch…"
Della clicked her tongue and looked at Cleo, who wasn't paying attention to her but instead at Jock.
It was clear that she didn't care about the petty feud that Della had towards her and only fought to win.
"Whoo…"
Jock took the majestic Iron Style stance, rooted himself on the ground with a very solid stance, and lifted his hands.
His hands weren't clenched. They were open, his fingers outstretched in a calm, almost meditative pose.
"You don't belong in the finals. You don't even know how to throw a good punch, let alone win a fight without tricks.
