Ty's expression darkened. "You should just kill me if you feel like that," he retorted.
"Too quick," the King replied smoothly. "Trust me, the fun will come in due time."
The King clapped his hands once more. At his signal, two guards stepped forward, making it clear it was time to move.
They began to lead Ty away from the drawing area, guiding him towards the next phase of the pre-Arena processes.
As Ty was ushered away, he tugged at the new fabric around him. "Good thing I gave Jade's silk string away... else I would be really pissed," he muttered under his breath, relieved and annoyed at the same time.
Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Waddle and the old man stepping up for their turn, while Gears, another familiar face, queued quietly at the back.
"Ain't I supposed to see what this Arena is going to look like?" Ty called out, seeking some clarity on the process.
