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Cassius noticed which eye.
- Apparently, he thinks that a tournament and a war are the same thing.
Left.
-- That was the case for a long time, and in Legran, the line is still quite thin. Some people are just rotten – it will be noticeable there as well as here. Okay, our first round is about to begin. Let's wish each other luck and hope to meet in the final.
Cassius's first opponent, an elderly Legranian, greets the baron with a barely perceptible nod before putting on his helmet. A sad sight – a man at the end of his life, in simple armor, with no ribbons on his lance, and neither glory nor victory interests him anymore; only habit forces him to fight again and again, as long as he can still stay in the saddle. Cassius notices that his opponent's horse looks much stronger and more thoroughbred than Darkness – this may influence his choice of target for the attack.