As with Sigurd, there would be a sort of bleakness in Gigue's demeanor: resentfully slouching up the mountainside, he tried to distract himself with the view, eyes lazily rolling over from left to right and right to left, spotting rock, moss, mud and trees. Last round had left a bad taste in his mouth, and he didn't want that to carry over to the next; his hopes were up high that with the weaker warriors filtered out, he'd be provided with more of a challenge than his previous opponent - a cure to his discontentment. Too easily had he won, and what was meant to be a clash of might, now felt like a visceral slaughter. Perhaps, the environment favored his fighting style to much, or his the man was poorly equipped to deal with Gigue's tactics - who knows? The guy might as well have given up: at least then, his blood and brain matter wouldn't be splayed on the rocks.

Preoccupied with the details of his surrounding, he couldn't help but notice that the steep slope was starting to flatten out - a telltale sign that he was approaching another arena. Brushing off his gloom, Gigue straightened up and pulled his mask back down: enough fresh air for now - what he needed more was a fresh battle to rekindle his fervor. The tournament was far from over, and if he were to lament every opponent that crumbled to dust before his might, it'd be defeating the purpose. A more challenging fight would be the more enjoyable one, and chances were, he'd have it delivered. Only the better half the batch would've made it this far, after all.

A few steps further in, and he was proven right, as a ghastly blue suddenly rippled through the air behind him, cutting off retreat. "So be it," - Gigue muttered under his breath, hands wrapping around the brass knuckles, and switched his pace from the leisurely to stern and brisk, pressing his weight down into the mud with each step. When the river came up, he simply jumped over it and pressed on with his powerwalk: whoever was on the opposite side of the arena, he'd come right towards them and waste no time on greetings.