Hearing the announcement from Ryder, the ten gods frowned but they had no say in it, grumbling quietly among themselves under their breath.
So, while cursing their luck in their mind, they all separated into different regions of the arena, waiting for their Vritra and others to choose their opponents.
The first to move was the overconfident bald monk, he took a step forward and his body flashed in front of the eyeless giant god without a shred of hesitation, eager to prove himself.
"Leave this blind freak to me, I will one shot him." Shitless said, looking down at the burly god with obvious disdain.
The others rolled their eyes, wondering just what was giving him so much confidence all of a sudden.
But no longer paying attention to him, they all started moving towards their opponents, each choosing their path.
