"Fight!" the referee shouted.
Instead of starting the fight by circling each other again, the both of them stood in their stance in front of each other, waiting for the other to make the first move.
Valen remembered the plan he had just discussed with Asterix, though he was not sure if he wanted to go along with it.
But as his eyes shot back to Sera, he gritted his teeth. 'I have no choice. I have to.'
'First part of the plan: make sure your opponent is comfortable.'
Valen then extended his hand and grabbed both of Liam's hands.
'What?' Liam was confused.
If it was a wrestler who practiced the art who did that, he would have been worried.
But Valen did not show any signs of being a wrestler.
And even if he tried, you needed to understand the in-depth concepts of it. You could not just look at the move and try to replicate it.
"Well, I won't deny a free meal." Liam then pulled away his right arm before holding with both his hands onto Valen's.
