For a second, Simyon thought he had found his way out of the current situation. He was of two minds. Of course, he wanted to win, it would be good to prove himself in front of all these people, and also to get some payback for what had happened to the others.
It was a chance to prove to himself how much he had grown and whether his hard work had been worth it.
However, all of that came at a cost, and that cost was getting hit by someone who was likely very strong.
'Man, I'm not too sure about this. That Black Tiger guy, he's seriously giving me some Ricktor vibes.' Simyon thought he could even see a large smile on his face like he was about to enjoy what was about to happen next.
'Why, why are strong people all strange weirdos or freaks? Well, at least this one doesn't seem like he's going after me.' Simyon walked over, feeling like his fate was decided, and turned to look over at the mysterious person who had paid for him to take part.
