Pelion looked at Garion.
"You can come with us," he said. "The deal is a one-on-one fight, after all."
He lifted his hand slightly and gestured ahead. "So come along. There's nothing stopping you from watching."
Garion nodded once. "…Alright."
He didn't hesitate further.
He and the others followed behind Pelion as he began walking toward the main structure.
For the first few minutes, no one spoke.
The only sounds were their footsteps and the faint noise of the battlefield fading behind them.
Dahlia walked beside Pelion, her pace steady.
After a moment, she glanced at him. "…Sir Pelion."
Pelion turned his head slightly.
"Don't call me that," he said. "Just call me Pelion."
Dahlia nodded. "Alright… Pelion."
She paused briefly, thinking. "Then let me ask you something."
Her tone shifted, more serious now. "How strong is my father right now?"
She looked straight ahead as she spoke. "…Is there any chance he's stronger than you?"
