End of the Fight
For more than fifteen minutes, two chieftains fought fiercely in a large arena. Their fight ignited the enthusiasm of the people watching. Even those who had been watching in silence began to shout excitedly the longer they watched the fight.
"Fight on, Little Miss!"
"King Rolf, please don't spare the cat!"
The werebeasts, who were on different sides, began to shout at each other excitedly, all for the sole purpose of prolonging the entertainment time presented in front of them. No one would have thought that a small cat could last so long against a ferocious desert lion. Not to mention, the desert lion Heidi was fighting was Rolf, who was declared the strongest in his tribe.
"Sigh... I admit you are indeed quite strong for a young werebeast."