Sol was watching the battle on the TV's, nervously chewing her fingernails, and hoping that the fight didnt end too badly for either party. Her sister Priroda stood next to her, locking pinkies with her sister. Priroda was silently rooting for herriman. She hoped to meet him on the battlefield again in the future. A smirk played upon her face, as she watched the fight unfold.

Priroda even took her sister to the stands to see the fight in person. Both men had been victorious in their battles, and that labeled them as champions worth watching in Priroda's book. Sol could hardly watch, and for most of the fight burried her face in her Sister's light jacket. [b]"dont a îndrăznești liber !"[/b] (dont you dare loose!) she shouted to herriman eagerly.