'Yes. I got it! I knew I had the blood of King Gilgamesh! I am the true descendant of his lineage!'
Gilga was utterly excited.
He looked like a man in his late twenties with a thin golden beard and golden hair that seemed to have been tweaked significantly when he first logged in and created his character.
Then he noticed Axir.
'Oh, a player!'
Axir looked at the player and realized he didn't know him. There was no player named Gilga in the top 100, at least.
"Hey, man! How about we have a duel?" Gilga asked with a grin.
[ You have been challenged by Player Gilga. Accept the duel in a random Arena? ]
King Gilgamesh, who was next to him, laughed.
A throne manifested on which he rested, tilting slightly before placing his chin in his hand.
"Foolish. Do not challenge someone without measuring their depth." Gilgamesh narrowed his crimson ruby eyes as he looked at Axir with focus. "That's death for you, halfwit."
Gilga was startled.
He looked at Axir and inspected him.
