Second World

"Very strong," Jack replied.     

"What do you think your chance is if you go up against him?"     

"Without restraint? I'll say decent chance. Not certain, but at least I think I have a chance."     

"What about with your current handicap?"     

"Then I'll say I will be lucky if I can last an hour."     

"An hour?" Four Winds chuckled. "That's much more generous than what I estimate."     

"What about you? You can go all out, can't you?" Jack asked Four Winds back.     

"Even if I go all out, I also most likely won't last an hour," Four Winds answered.     

"Hm… That's a bit longer than what I think."     

"Petty," Four Winds sneered at Jack for returning his prediction.     

"Seriously. So, we both agree we can't beat him?" Jack asked.     

"Not alone," Four Winds replied.     

"That mythical-grade fellow has not even shown her cards yet. We will most likely meet them in the final. I doubt she will just stay idle like in this match."