The Villain's Hero
“But not one easily won. You are up against steep competition. The best of the academy. Honorable, tested, and proven knights and mages, the dragon heirs of Uyan Taesil, and our champion, the Princess Tarragon.”
“May fate be on your side,” Akyran smirked. “At the third chime, the competition begins. You have six hours, at the conclusion of which the bell will again chime three times, and the winner will be the person holding the flag. Don’t die,” his smile was savage. “No one wants to bury you. Begin!” He signalled to the servant with the gong and the firm chime rang out, silencing the gathering of competitors and audience, both.