Luna gave Matt an odd look that he couldn’t decipher but changed the subject. “Have you decided what cover you want to use during the tournament yet?”
“Cover? Like a mask?”
His manager shook her head. “Not just that, but a combat style that doesn’t give away your trump cards.”
“What?” Matt was loud enough that Erwin looked back to where the two were sitting.
Luna rolled her eyes like he was foolish. “Matt, do you really think that The Empire lets the truly powerful delvers show off their actual abilities in the tournament? Not a chance. There will be more spies there than you can shake a stick at. No, the best fighters are given handicaps that will allow them to fly under the radar, while still displaying their prowess.”
Matt shook his head. “That doesn’t make any sense. Light and Sha
