Josiah and Watt

"Good fight, pal." Watt pat on Josiah's back as he left the arena. "Now, watch the pro."

'I better see this. Not only for Watt, but to see what he has prepared for me.' Josiah thought.

The fight took place right after Josiah's. Watt's opponent was soldier Lawrence. A reserved man in his early twenties who didn't talk very much to anybody. Lawrence's weapon of choice was a crossbow.

Meanwhile, Watt was carrying a small wooden weapon with some heavy ball tied to the edge. The ball seemed to be something that came out a morning star, but the whole weapon was far smaller and didn't pass the same dangerous vibe an actual morning star did.

'I wonder what those are called…?'

The whistling sound from the instructor started the fight. As soon as it started, Watt let his weapon purposely fall on the floor. A huge crater opened up and several pieces of compact soil fell all over the place in front of Watt's feet.

'Such strength… But I bet he can't hit the opponent with that strength, otherwise, h