There wasn't anything to say about Kael's fight.
He was simply thoroughly humiliated by his opponent, getting the biggest beating of his damn life.
And of course, he came to his seat with the face of someone who just wanted to dig a hole and hide himself there.
He sat down and simply didn't say anything.
Just stared at the platform below with both hands on his knees and his hair messier than it had been going down, and a new addition to his left cheek that was going to be interesting tomorrow morning.
Tyrian and I looked at him.
"Mid-rank nobody," Tyrian suddenly spoke, almost holding back his laugh.
"...I'll fucking end you!" Kael sharply retorted.
He didn't move while saying this, and didn't even look at either of us.
"Don't feel bad. He was a peak 7✯ True God," spoke Tyrian, gently tapping his shoulder.
"I know what he was," Kael added flatly.
"You fought well for the first exchange."
"Tyrian."
"The first half of the first exchange, even."
