Could it be that only little brats possessed this instinctive attraction to one another?
"Strange friendship." Angel muttered under his breath, then stopped paying attention.
There was nothing worth elaborating on in the match. With absolute superiority, Qili crushed Loki until not even scraps remained.
The only exciting part was probably the sight of Loki's White Sand Rhino being scorched black all over by flames, while Loki clung to its neck and wailed his heart out.
Paired with Qili mercilessly hanging Loki upside down in midair, Angel found the scene rather pitiful. Yet as Loki's mentor, Lien watched with great relish, smacking his lips as he said, "What a beautiful sight. I must record it so I can admire it again and again later."
What genuinely heartfelt affection between master and disciple. Angel thought to himself.
The match ended amid Loki's sobbing. Qili turned and left without a care, while Loki, wearing a sorrowful expression, lay sprawled over the battered White Sand Rhino and headed toward Hermes.
Lien needed to meet up with Loki and take the opportunity to point out some of his mistakes during the match, so he parted ways with Angel here. Watching Lien hurry off in long strides, Angel could not help feeling that he was not merely going to point out Loki's errors. He was probably going to mock him to his face while the tear streaks had not yet dried, wasn't he? After all, a sense of participation was important too.
Angel left the spectator stands and reached the contestants' backstage area through the passage reserved for judges.
He intended to meet Qili.
The contestants' backstage area was large, but there were not many people inside. Apart from Qili, only the two contestants for the next match remained. The two sat far apart, as