Smack! Smack! Smack!
In the middle of the Feast Hall, a heated fight was happening. The gods and goddesses were watching in silence as two mortals swung their fists at each other.
"…I'll go get some fresh air."
Kiernan said to the Fair One and stood up.
"Alright, be back soon. Your fight is coming up soon."
The Fair One said.
With a nod, Kiernan stepped out of the Feast Hall, the cool night air greeting him as he exited.
The sidewalks weren't empty despite it being night, with winged angels moving about, their glowing wings casting a soft light on the cobblestone streets.
Carriages wheeled down the roads, and from a distance away, music could be heard playing in the background.
'Where is this music coming from?'
Kiernan, out of curiosity, followed the sound of the music and soon found a busy-looking bar across the street.
There were winged angels inside, watching the fights of the Battle of the Champion from a television screen above the bar.
