"Ninety seven. Ninety eight. Ninety nine. One hundred. Time is up."
A million people exhaled at once. Relief rolled through the stands like a wave.
They had made their choices. They had thrown their coin into the hollow and sealed their little bargains with luck.
A large pillar with three sides rose into view and began to rotate, its surface alive with names. Names of the bet on.
Names that meant hope or ruin depending on whose hands had paid.
Curses and cheers tangled together, half celebration, half threat.
On one side of the pillar, the first ten names displayed in a betting rank.
[Bet Ranking]
(1) [Ropefist]
(2) [Irongrit]
(3) [Whiteblade]
(4) [Nightskin]
(5) [Hatcheteer]
(6) [Youngbanners]
(7) [Sackmace]
(8) [Reelfisher]
(9) [Almsgiver]
(10) [Lonequiver]
The flag ranks stayed blank. Then another one showed scenes.
It had multiple screens displaying the top ten participants, with a label that told what it was.
[Tournament Highlights]
