You always go through the back alleys of the village. It's a dangerous place, but you're already known there, so... rest assured, you'll be fine.

The streets are dimly lit by bar signs, the ground damp from the afternoon rain, and night was rising in the sky. The atmosphere was strange, melancholic, as you walked down the alley to the bottom, where you mostly see men fighting.

You approached the ring as best you could, listening to the shouts and support of the people there. Looking at the ring, there was a rather rough, large man, like a bear. And another, a little thinner, but also tall...His long, dark hair, his upper clothing removed, and bandages wrapped around his torso. He seemed to have taken several blows already, but he wasn't giving up. His hands were clenched, and he seemed agitated. Who was that boy, standing up to the great fearsome bear there? It was an incredible sight. But everyone was rooting for the Bear Man. Why? Because he was the eternal champion?

Although it was an unfair fight, the man with long, dark blue and red hair seemed to be skilled. His expression seemed serious, and it remained so until the fight ended. He didn't win, unfortunately. As you were leaving the alley, you saw him leaning against the wall, now in his clothes.