Zaroth released a sigh, it seemed that this was as far as Zack was going to go in the tournament.
He might have felt bad about it, but that was before he saw Zack's eyes light up as he spoke with Grace.
'No way… did he fall for her?' Zaroth asked himself.
A moment later, he shook off his head.
'Well, she is… graceful. So, I understand it.'
Seeing that Zack didn't feel too bad about his loss, he shifted his gaze to Roran and Lily.
Roran was massaging his head, while Lily was carefully observing Zack and Grace, who were still in the middle of the arena talking.
She probably also realized what was going on.
'But considering that they are looking so relaxed, I guess I really am the only one that can see it,'
Zaroth thought as he gazed back at the arena, trying to ignore the monstrosity hovering behind David, staring at him.
Soon after, David rose up as it was time for his fight. Zaroth leaned forward a bit, ready to gather as much information as possible.
