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Perdix leaned forward, sitting on the edge of his seat.

For some reason, he was mildly terrified that Valkyrie would lose. A thousand ideas had popped up into his head when he'd arrived, and all his plans of killing the Priests and becoming Guildmaster again would most likely be dashed by her dead. Sturkas winning  was definately not an appealing idea. With each blow Sturkas dealt Perdix would wince and grimace.

"What's your name by the way?" Perdix whispered to Bearded Man, not taking his eyes off the fight.