Kai's leg nervously bounces while he rests his face against his hands, deep in thought, 'T-this is fine...! I still have plenty of other powerful people I can send in!'
'I haven't seen anyone from Waydel or Vulserion's kingdoms, so if we can keep going, his next teams should be a lot weaker!' Kai concludes, glancing sideways at his fellow Primus, all of whom have long since lost any amount of surprise to hearing 'Kaine won' and do not react at all to the end of the match. Most of which have spread out, sitting more on their own than they used to, the alliance among the Primus diminishing with every passing moment.
"Don't be too hard on yourself," Aser says while sitting next to Kai and placing a hand on his shoulder, "This was bound to happen."
"Screw off, Aser," Kai retorts, "You gave up as soon as you realized you weren't good enough to win!"
"Yep," Aser nods, "And neither are you. Honestly, I doubt any of us are."
