"D-d-d-d-d-damn!"
A shaky-voiced young man smacked his fists against his knees and looked ahead as Dante was taken away in a stretcher.
He was nothing but an ordinary student in Yokai Dojo but had a great opportunity to come to watch the conclusion of the martial arts festival.
A victory—a seemingly distant dream—was right at their fingertips, and if they won, they would be crowned as the strongest dojo of Dusk Town.
A rare honor.
Even though the martial arts festival was held yearly, the title of strongest dojo was highly coveted, as being part of the strongest dojo brought them some benefits.
Dusk Town was the strongest town of Grendoria and was even mighty enough to rival the capital city in terms of martial arts prowess.
The government, and many eyes, always lingered in Dusk Town's direction—those of the strongest dojos might be able to receive special invitations and privileges.
