Cassius has a serious rival in grimness — this participant has revealed to no one not only his name, but also his face or voice. The ladies have begun placing bets — the majority believes he is an ugly fellow with a squeaky voice who can do nothing but train with his spear in solitude, while a much smaller number thinks he is a famous handsome outlaw who has come to the tournament under such a guise.
In raw strength, the Nameless One is significantly inferior to the Scarlet Knight, but he is noticeably more agile, and Cassius could swear that the opponent deliberately aims either at the eye slit or at the lower edge of the helmet, closer to the neck...
- This is not war. This is a tournament, - Aurelius peered into the eye slits, trying to see anything there.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт