Where there is light

The people sitting around the humongous arena made of red bricks and black iron were shouting at us as if we were the most wanted criminals in this kingdom.

And maybe in their eyes, we were.

"They seem rather expectant huh"

"No one is rooting for us"

"There´s Jasmine"

"She doesn´t count"

"Hahaha. Harsh"

"Hmph!"

Isabella and I were standing at the east side of the contestant´s entrance. We were putting on the armor and weapons that we would use in the fight.

We both chose to put on some light armor to protect our bodies over the thick coat that the school gave us as primal protection. Since we were more on the attacking side, using heavy armor seemed just unnecessary.

After adding some protection for the chest, arms, and legs and we were almost set to go.

"I never thought you´d be using dual guns," I said looking at Isabella as she secured a belt with several magazines.

On each side of her legs, there were empty cases where a couple of semi-automatic pistols were being loaded by the gi