"Is anyone expecting to win?" Falk asked with a smirk.
Horatio shook his head, while the other ones didn't react at all.
Right now, the Dwarves were gathered outside the city in their usual training place.
In fact, it was just the spot where Bonk always brought Kyle.
"Oh, I'm looking forward to this," Kyle said with a smirk. "You no longer have a Realm advantage, huh?"
"You're a dwarf," Bormine said.
"Half-dwarf," Kyle interjected.
"Even worse," Bormine added. "Your physical power is already higher than ours. Fighting against you while you're in the same Realm is like jumping a Stage."
"Oh," Kyle said. "So, it's only fair if you are a Stage higher than me?"
"Yes," Bormine said.
Surprisingly, Kyle only sighed.
'Yes, yes, I know,' he thought. 'I have an Aristocrat's Body, which kind of makes it unfair. But come on! Let me have SOME fun!'
"Let's just treat this as stroking Kyle's ego," Falk said with a laugh. "We need a confident leader."
