Vuduin had watched the duel after his with interest, as well as a recording of the one before his. They had both been quite entertaining to watch. Rebecaa's duel in particular was rather fun, it had been rather drama filled, even including a surprise surrender at the end. Well that meant Vuduin's trick wasn't very original but that was all right. He'd found he didn't really have the heart for fighting, nor was he very good at it. Perhaps he could've won going all out, perhaps not. Of course as a result of his questionable decision he'd had to spend a few minutes getting looked over by medics after his own bout: but his wounds were rather minor, more exhaustion than anything else from Alain's draining attacks.

He'd competently sown the tear in his robe up: it was barely noticeable now, but the same couldn't be said for his glasses. He was still wearing them, though the right lens was entirely gone save for a few lonely shards. Probably unsafe. [color=gray]"Well it was a valuable experience I daresay."[/color] Vuduin said to no one in particular. He took another sip of water and leaned back his chair in front of the medic tent. He had been asked to at least rest for the next couple hours and get one last checkup before leaving and he'd of course obliged. After all, it was a very nice chair.