Mougin was intrigued. While he believed that he had optimised his movements to the ideal state of throwing axes, the bodyguard veered off the so far more accurate method, and yet his results did not suffer. It was very interesting. Nevertheless, the artistry of the axe throw was besides the point. He did some mental calculations. The bodyguard had scored an astonishing 24 points, while the other man had scored 12 for a total of 36, dwarfing their 2 point advantage. If they wanted to win, they needed 34 points. Even if he scored perfectly on both his throws, he needed Rozzlo to do better than the last round as well.

Mougin stared quietly at his partner. This man was a little mysterious. Nothing he did stuck out in particular, but Mougin felt like he was holding back. Their eyes met for a few moments, and he was proven right. Rozzlo threw his axe in a relaxed manner. It gracefully sailed through the air, landing squarely in the middle of the board. A perfect bullseye. Mougin nodded to the man as he retrieved his axe. Now it was his turn to perform.

The minotaur relaxed his shoulders, set his feet in line with the target, and reared his arm back. He let the axe hang loosely from his hand as he adjusted his aim, eyes set squarely on the blue dot on the left. He brought his arm forward, tightening his grip on the axe before letting loose, forcing it to spin through the air each revolution bringing it closer to his target... Only for the axe to miss. It had landed a hair's breadth away from the blue spot. 1 point.

Mougin grunted and left the range. Rozzlo stared after him in confusion. As Mougin reclaimed his seat at the bar, he crossed gazes with him and stared back. There was no longer any chance of victory, so he felt no need to participate. Rozzlo threw the last 3 axes himself, as accurate as ever, before heading back to their table. While he remained as taciturn as ever, Mougin was getting a hint of some feeling from the man's body language. As to what he was really thinking, it was impossible for Mougin to say. In the end, they had lost, and it was his fault. An unfortunate end, but a interesting journey.