Zion was a bit disappointed. No counter? No retaliation? Just a complete annihilation? He couldn't accept that. It wasn't enough flare, it wasn't exciting, it was just disappointing.
"Common' kid, you didn't prepare for a counterattack? You could've done something if you thought ahead!" he suddenly burst, standing up from his seats as he pointed towards Shana. He wanted to help her out, but then he came back to reality and realized he might drawing.. A little too much attention to himself.
"Calm down, Zion.. Calm down. You aren't that kind of guy anymore. Get your head straight." he thought to himself, recollecting his thoughts. After adjusting himself, Zion sat back down and started to look around the area, making sure he didn't catch the attention of someone important, like a security staff member. Sure enough, there was a middle age man who looked about in his 40's or 50's, and was wearing a white suit, standing around watching the duel as well.
"What's his business?" Zion asked himself, looking down at the floor as he pulled his hood down further over his head as if to hide himself. "Who comes to watch a tournament while dressed so nicely? Maybe he's some rich old guy betting money on the fights.. Or he could be Gero himself." Zion chuckled to himself as he thought the last statement. He hasn't actually seen Gero, and has no idea of the man he's chasing. It's kind of like a wild goose chase, except there is an entire field of geese and he doesn't know which one is which. "..But you know, I might not actually be to far off. Let's say theoretically that is the guy, he fits the image. Oldish fancy class act, calm look on his face like he's the chess master of a grand operation and everything is under control. I wouldn't be surprised."
A few seconds later, Zion spooked himself into changing positions. Partially because he was afraid that he could have blown his cover, and partially because he was embarrassed about his little outburst. Zion got up and walked out into the nearest hallways of the inner-stadium, as he rested his back against the wall.
"That was just.. A little too reckless. I might have screwed everything up." Zion murmured to himself, releasing a sigh of exhaustion.
"Common' kid, you didn't prepare for a counterattack? You could've done something if you thought ahead!" he suddenly burst, standing up from his seats as he pointed towards Shana. He wanted to help her out, but then he came back to reality and realized he might drawing.. A little too much attention to himself.
"Calm down, Zion.. Calm down. You aren't that kind of guy anymore. Get your head straight." he thought to himself, recollecting his thoughts. After adjusting himself, Zion sat back down and started to look around the area, making sure he didn't catch the attention of someone important, like a security staff member. Sure enough, there was a middle age man who looked about in his 40's or 50's, and was wearing a white suit, standing around watching the duel as well.
"What's his business?" Zion asked himself, looking down at the floor as he pulled his hood down further over his head as if to hide himself. "Who comes to watch a tournament while dressed so nicely? Maybe he's some rich old guy betting money on the fights.. Or he could be Gero himself." Zion chuckled to himself as he thought the last statement. He hasn't actually seen Gero, and has no idea of the man he's chasing. It's kind of like a wild goose chase, except there is an entire field of geese and he doesn't know which one is which. "..But you know, I might not actually be to far off. Let's say theoretically that is the guy, he fits the image. Oldish fancy class act, calm look on his face like he's the chess master of a grand operation and everything is under control. I wouldn't be surprised."
A few seconds later, Zion spooked himself into changing positions. Partially because he was afraid that he could have blown his cover, and partially because he was embarrassed about his little outburst. Zion got up and walked out into the nearest hallways of the inner-stadium, as he rested his back against the wall.
"That was just.. A little too reckless. I might have screwed everything up." Zion murmured to himself, releasing a sigh of exhaustion.