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That was his acquaintance - Varen. His face had some not fully healed bruises and scrapes.
- Hey, buddy! Have you seen the odds yet? The local big shots don't believe in you.

-Ah, it's you, hello! Long time no see. Although, you don't really like hanging out in local taverns, huh. Odds? - Ugh, no, I haven't seen them yet. I've had a tough day today. They changed my opponent. And I'm really short on cash. Oh well. What do I care if these big shots believe in me or not. They'll lose their bets, that's all. Although, judging by the pictures here, they've gathered some really powerful guys this time. It's like a gladiatorial coliseum, damn it. I'm not having any luck.
-Well, how are you doing? - he noticed the bruises on Varen's face. -Did you get into a fight with someone?