All guests, eager for some kind of entertainment, followed after them curiously.
"Come on, bring out your Terrans. My Silver will take care of them all." Silk proclaimed arrogantly as the silver dragon flew overhead while roaring.
Raiden looked at the young master in front of him with amusement. He really had a burning question he wanted to ask.
"Before we start, Silk, right?? I have a simple question."
"Ask away, peasant. I will grace you with an answer." Silk tilted his head upwards arrogantly, as if he was trying to look down on Raiden.
"Well, you do know that we live in the 3300s, right? Women's rights have been a thing for like more than a 1,000 years now. They are not objects we can use to bet on. No matter what the result of our match will be, we can't really dictate her life choices or control her life. I might lose, and she might still like me more than she likes you."
