"Ohh~?" Arthur's brows lifted slightly, lips curling into a lazy, almost mocking smile as he looked Razeal up and down again, this time with clear displeasure mixed into the amusement.
"Just declaring you want to participate?" he said, clicking his tongue. "Not even waiting for your turn to come? And what's with that tone, dude." His posture straightened a little not much, but enough to remind everyone watching that he wasn't just an examiner. He was also an royalty.
"You are standing in front of a prince," Arthur continued, voice carrying effortlessly across the arena. "Show some basic decorum at least."
The faint echoes of his words rolled through the colosseum. Some spectators nodded instinctively, others leaned forward, hungry for what would come next.
"What's your name?" Arthur asked.
"Razeal."
The answer came without much respect again.
Arthur's smile thinned.
"Razeal… hmmm."
