That Night: Part 6

As Valkyrie and Tarthon walked past the giant arena where the Tournament of Champions transpired a sudden uproar from within the auditorium filled the walkways with a raucous tantrum.

Tarthon’s pace slowed as he looked up at the arena wall, his eyes wide with wonder. Valkyrie saw his expression and smiled.

“Have you seen the Tournament fights?” she asked.

As another swell of ruckus within the arena bubbled up onto the pathway chills coursed down her spine.

“No, I haven’t,” Tarthon said, his eyes still focused on that incredible auditorium sitting just yards away.

Valkyrie nudged him. “Drinks can wait. Follow me.”

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