Prodigy
- * Sander walked on the drawbridge for the third time, and what his brother told him a few days ago, came to his mind. "My brother is right," he thought. "My nervousness is gone. To me, entering the ring seemed to be just fine. I am not feeling anxious anymore, instead, I am feeling pumped up. Now that jerk cornhead is my opponent, I cannot falter." Icarus walked in from his respective bridge. He walked with his chin up high, and the crowd cheered as they saw him. Looking at Sander, he looked bored, but he smirked. Sander felt wary. The referee looked at the two contestants' faces, and he feels uncomfortable, for these faces looked like they are already in a battle, although the fight has not yet been started, as well as there are no words have been spoken between them. Sander held his
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