Jack and Four Winds walked to the center of the arena where some people had been standing there. A few others were walking over the same as them. Above the spectator seats was a mix of players and natives. One section was reserved for the chiefs of various tribes and important persons within Verremor's governing party. In that VIP section, Jack saw the shaman king, Samuhn Spiritcrier, Umeza Giantkiller, and one of the three war chiefs, Makubwa Mountking. Makubwa's towering frame required him to occupy two seats. At the top of that section were ten chairs. One was empty. It was the seats in this colosseum reserved for the council of ten, the higher ruling power in Verremor. That empty seat was the prize that was fought for by everyone down here in the arena. On one of the chairs was an orc who wore some sort of crown made of golden feathers. That orc was the grand chief of Verremor, Kabaka Proudtusk. Jack wondered if it was okay if he revealed himself and flew up to meet the grand chief right this moment, but he thought that wasn't wise. Too many powerful people here. His intention might be considered hostile. He could be struck down even before he managed to convey his intention. Four Winds said that if they won, the grand chief would perform the ceremony of legitimizing the winner as one of the Council of Ten in an enclosed room. Four Winds would bring Jack to accompany him. Then, Jack could finally have words with the grand chief. Sixteen participants stood inside the arena, six players and ten natives. Aside from these participants, an orc who acted as the main referee was also in the arena. jack identified this referee as Makadi Proudtusk, a level seventy-five rare elite. Makadi instructed everyone in the arena to form a line. Jack scanned all the participants. Water Lily was dead right about the ones from the player teams. Phithion and Gerion represented Warsong Rising. Vivian and Ursa represented Liberty Fighters. One thing surprised him, though. Vivian and Ursa both had special classes. Vivian who was supposed to be a Paladin was marked as Crusader Knight. While Ursa who was an assassin was a Shadow Warrior. Peniel informed Jack that both special classes were normal special classes. Even though they were the lowest rank of the special classes, they were still special classes. This showed that these Dawning Twins were not your run-of-the-mill players. The five native tribes were represented by their chiefs which was a compulsory requirement. Their levels and grades were the same as what he had learned from Water Lily's information earlier today. As for their partners, Roho from the Spiritcrier tribe was accompanied by Kilio, a level seventy-five rare elite. Kali from the Sharpstone tribe was accompanied by Jiwe Sharpstone, a level seventy-eight special elite. Utum from the Slavebinder tribe was accompanied by Kumata Slavebinder, a level sixty-nine special elite. Kisasi from the Thickskull tribe was accompanied by Piza Thickskull, a level sixty-four rare elite. 'Finally, a native who is lower level than players,' Jack thought, but then corrected, "Well, a lower level than me.' Jack had the highest level among the players standing there. Since he didn't wear Cloak of Shadow, everyone could see his level. Both the players from Warsong Rising and Liberty Fighters had been staring at him, wondering how the heck this beastmaster leveled up so much faster than the other players. They also wondered why no one had ever heard of this beastmaster nor had information about such a member within Cipher Flight. Jack didn't pay their stares any mind, he went on and check the last native who accompanied Mkulme from the Giantkiller tribe. When his Inspect landed on this native, he drew a breath. The last native had the lowest level amongst the natives standing there, at level 61. However, her grade was mythical. Her name was Tumwa Giantkiller.
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