Nip Smith nodded and gazed at Theo admiringly. 'I didn't expect Theo Vincent can be tough as nails!'
Crew Gator was amazed by Theo's unraveling character. 'He's ready to do a bloodless fight!'
Mr. Lot stared at Theo devotedly. 'Go, Mr. Vincent, go! I'm with you all the way!' he cheered for Theo privately.
Nip went with the burly man. He listened to the short talk. He was not needed to speak.
"Since you have divided yourselves into two teams, you shall have a contest. The winning team shall have the upper hand to all the levels of the main competition."
"What do you mean?"
"Sir! You call me 'sir,' Mr. Brawner!" he ordered in a steely voice.
"Okay! What do you mean, sir?" Brawner asked sullenly.
"Mr. Vincent wishes to forbid physical harm to the glass. No scratch. No maltreatment!"
