The entire field was silent for a moment, before someone stepped out of the crowd.
"Sure! I'll take on a brat like you!"
The man who stepped out of the crowd, Jeffrey, was a very buff man, who looked just as, or maybe even more intimidating compared to the rest. He stood more than 6 feet tall, with steely looking muscles on his arms. Anyone looking at them would without skipping a beat, bet their money on this guy, if they were told he was fighting against Dan.
Most people in this age were usually healthy and it top shape, because sports, body building and non-lethal martial arts training was something that had already been normalized in their society. If there was something everyone had lacked before this, then it would be a motive to use their skills to commit violence, or in other words, fighting spirit or killing intent.
