AN UNEXPECTED GUEST
“I still can’t believe you defeated Tyvis like that!” Yokel said, writing information on a large slate board that had been installed in the practice room per his request. In four separate columns were listed the four remaining fighters, each the top ranked.
“So that’s what they mean by chalk,” Oliver said.
“It’s even more surprising given you were out all night,” Reagan said, looking over the information as Yokel wrote it.
“Oh, you know me, never could sleep before a match.” Oliver shoved his sister with his shoulder, and she returned the favor.
Yokel continued his summation of the match. “I thought his use of the double-sided battle ax would throw you off our plan. I know you practiced against it but still, he was quite skilled and full of surprises.”
“But what h
