hen, as Sir Jeffulot made his way to the forest where he could hide until the match, a loud clap of thunder was heard. As lightning lit the sky, Sir Jeffulot noticed a large figure with glowing eyes standing before him... "Wh...wh...who's there?" asked Jeffulot; voice trembling from fear. Nothing was said. "Who's there...what do you want?" asked Jeffulot as he picked up a rock and stick as if to protect himself from the unknown...

The shadowy figure came closer, and Sir Jeffulot became even more scared. Dropping his rock and stick, Jeffulot clung to a tree for dear life screaming "Please, please leave me alone, don't hurt me!!!"

Being grabbed by the throat and picked off the ground, Jeffulot looks into the eyes of the stranger... "Draven, is that you? Oh thank god. By the way, good match yesterday against Bodhi. Please take it easy on me tonite during our match." Jeffulot said.... "Sir Jeffulot, I have defeated you in battle numerous times before, and according to the Wadasian High Council you will need to prove your ability on the battlefield before I battle you again." Draven replies. Dropping Sir Jeffulot to the ground... Draven turns and vanishes into the darkness of the woods.
~ Property of the WadAsian High Council


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