'Hey, hey, they are still going here?! Until when do they want to continue this meaningless fight?'
'Well, ask that Sheva! He is already down a lot here! If only he were willing to stay down and get beaten, everything would be over!'
'Ha! As if! Everything could still happen here!'
'Yeah, if Sheva could outlast Arfan's stamina, he would be able to laugh in the end!'
The furious whispers from the sideline echoed around the crowd surrounding the table where Sheva and Arfan played. By now, almost all the players of the tournament had already gathered, including all the top dogs like Master Susanto and the Azerbaijani Master Suleymanli Aydin. After all, this was basically the last game of the day, and everyone was interested in how the end would unfold here.