"I have no idea, although I'm fairly eager to find out." Thomas replied, as he gazed back to the dirt runway that was still converted to be a melee pit, "I'm hoping this isn't the year my old age starts getting to me." Thomas added, with a chuckle. It was hard to believe the youthful looking man was 34, when he cut the appearance of more of a man in is early twenties. "Might want to play it safe, by the way. You can win all your matches, up until the final, but if Sir Redwyne is in the finals along with you, you have to make sure you aren't tired, or wounded." Thomas spoke, giving advice to Jezin. Redwyne Cole was the type of man to attack relentlessly, and never give up on his attacks, especially if his opponent was tired.