The bright midday sun beat down completely mercilessly on the large, open field located right between the Benson territory and General Howe's land. The air was completely still, dry, and thick with nervous tension.
A large, raised wooden platform had been built quickly near the edge of the field for the commanders to sit.
Damon stood near the edge of the platform. He was wearing his full, heavy, dark metal combat armor. His face was completely hard and serious. He looked out over the dry dirt field where the death match was going to happen.
Damon turned his head slowly to his left. He looked at his loyal aide.
"Is he ready?" Damon asked quietly. His deep voice was completely calm, showing absolutely no fear.
Kade stood up perfectly straight. He nodded his head firmly.
"Yes, my lord," Kade replied confidently. "Gideon is fully prepared in the back tent. He has his weapons and he has warmed up his muscles. He is waiting for the signal."
