"And here's the next contestant, Drake-sama!"

The blue-armored man came out, holding his spear. He didn't really care too much about the results as long as he lived through them. Drake listened to the dramatic music play, but was more focused on seeing who his competition was.

"I really hope this isn't a fight-to-the-death thing...I'd really rather not sacrifice my life to some dumb organization," he thought as he looked around.