Jared slowly made his way to the arena while everyone in the stadium sat down and quietly waited for the match to begin.
“Jared, do you have any last words? Tell me before you step into the arena because I will not let you leave here alive,” Xander taunted Jared.
As he spoke loudly, all the spectators could hear him. They all expected the fight to end only when one was dead.
“That is also something I would like to ask you. Do you have any last words then? Let me or any of your men know while in the arena because you will not get out of there alive.” Jared glanced at Xander, unfazed.
“Preposterous!”
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