Alden could hear the discontent of those present.
They believed he was someone who only used his subordinates to do his bidding, and that he was someone incapable of backing up his own words with his strength.
…He, however, tuned it all out.
Alden had dealt with enough people in his life that he found it was just easier for him to ignore such chatter, rather than waste precious energy responding to them.
He would let them run their mouths.
'Actions speak louder than words, anyway.'
With that, Alden turned his attention to the next bout.
The Storm Sentinels vs The Holy Knight Order.
A clash that promised a great deal of excitement.
The crowd cheered louder than they had for the first match, a sea of green bursting to life in response to the Holy Knights' arrival. After all, in their eyes, they were the favourites, and the best beloved guild in the Territory. Doubtless, a myriad of bets had taken place, all gambling on the Holy Knights' victory.
