👥 Collaboration Collateral 👥

Chapter 8

Piros was about to leave the stadium when the host called him. "Piros." The red-haired fisherman turned around to see the host walking up to him. "I'm sorry that you had to go through this. Rest assured, the one responsible is already fired." The host rolled her sleeves to prove her point.

"No," Piros started as he looked at the host as he faced her, her thick eyebrows slightly climb at his reaction. "Herring was the one who deceived me. Don't cast the blame on one of your workers. I'm well served to know that Herring got defeated in the arena beforehand."

"If there is anything that you need, all you have to do is ask." The host suggested as she headed to her office before he saw Herring enter there. He wanted nothing to do with him.

"The Piros I know wouldn't have stayed in the dark for long. He would've gone out and got back up to take his stance and fight! What happened? Who quenched your fire?" Herring's words stirred up inside him and he clenched his fists angrily.

Piros trekked towards the host's office, but Herring exited before the red haired fisherman came close to the office. Piros peered into the office and saw the host seated. "Are you here for the Redemption Round?" His puzzled expression discarded her inquiry. "Guess not." Piros heard a whirring noise coming from the printer. The host pulled the flyer from the paper.

"What does it say?" Piros inquired.

"Oh, this? I'm looking for volunteers to fight in the Redemption Round against the contestants. If you're interested, I could fill you in to fight any of the contestants. Is there anyone you have in mind?" The host asked him before Piros's eyebrows furrowed as he thought how Herring deceived him.

"There is." Piros stated.

The host had accepted his request and registered him to fight in the Redemption Round as one of the bosses.

“Thank you for accepting my request.” Piros spoke with a sheepish smile.

“Thank you for joining, I hope that you enjoyed your time here.” The host said in ernest. “The Redemption Round will start tonight at 8.”

Piros exited the host's office, he spotted the Reptilian talking to a grey dragon. “I love my sister, but she drives me bonkers,” Saw said wryly, “If I hadn't put a sleeping spell on her, she would be causing a ruckus, roasting everyone.”

“Oi, Scale.” Piros greeted him.

“Hi.” The Reptilian greeted back.

“Good luck.” Piros waved goodbye to Scale on his way out of the hallway.

Saw wasn't usually nosy like his sister, but he leaned on Scale's ear and whispered, “Is that the guy who dropped out earlier?”