"Did you see that, man? Wow, I haven't seen anyone fight like that since, well, ever!" exclaimed Wakka as he and Rikku watched Stree exit the arena. Rikku just stood there and stared at the quivering lump on the arena floor that was Todd Miscail. "I mean, he just let his hand get stabbed, and, and then cut off the guys hand!" continued Wakka, waving his hands around everywhere. Rikku turned around, and Wakka heard the sound of retching. He then turned to his left and saw Lulu holding Vidina in her arms.

"I don't think we should let Vidina watch any more of that man's fights," said Lulu in an emotionless voice that Wakka had come to realize she used when she was scared and angry. He nodded and then turned to see Tidus enter the ring, and unsheath his Caladbolg.

Tidus stood in the center of the ring, and watched is opponent, Mako Faldier enter the ring. The man walked right up to Tidus and grinned, showing all of the three teeth in his mouth. Tidus grinned, then stepped off to the side and spun around, smacking Faldier in the side of the head with the flat of his sword. Faldier stumbled, then fell onto his back. "Come on, you can do better than this, can't you?" taunted Tidus. Faldier growled, then stood up and tried to stab Tidus with a sword of his own. Tidus laughed, dodged again, then knocked him in the stomach, then in the head, knocking him out. Tidus grinned at the prone corpse at the announcer counted to ten, then turned and jogged out of the ring.

Stree stood up in the crowd and watched as Tidus took apart Faldier in the space of ten seconds, and smiled. "Guess he's as strong as you thought," remarked Kam, turning to Stree.

"Looks like it."

"Still going to fight him?"

"Yep."

"Why?"

"You know why."

"I know, but do you?" Stree turned to her.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"I mean that you've spent so much time hating Tidus, that maybe you've forgotten why you started hating them!" Stree stared at her, trying to fathom what the hell she was talking about, when she turned away.

"Stree, I could forgive Tidus for what he did to me, why can't you?"

"It wasn't just what he did to you, there's more to it than that!" yelled Stree.

"Then tell me what that 'more to it' is!" yelled Kam back in his face. Stree was just about to yell again when he looked around and saw everyone staring at them. He glared at them and recognizing him from his fight, they all backed away, though some strong looking ones stayed near, looking like they would fight him if he raised a hand to Kam.

"Not here," said Stree quietly.

"Why not?" asked Kam.

"I don't want anyone else to know. Come on," he said grabbing Kam's hand.

"Leave her alone, friend," said one of the men, emboldened by Stree's lack of weaponry, stepped forward and grabbed him on the shoulder.

"Piss off!" shouted Stree, grabbing the man's hand, and throwing him over his shoulder. Another two came up to take the first man's place, both throwing punches wildly, but Stree ducked and rammed his foot into the leg of one, then followed up by chopping the throat of the other. When Kam looked around and saw several other people readying themselves to launch at Stree, she nodded her head.

"I think we should leave," she said. Stree nodded, and the two turned and left.

"So, Wakka, what d'you think of this guy? Do you think it's the real Auron?" asked Tidus, pointing at the board as they watched Lars Dungenin and Cid Tonstan fight it out.

"Nah, I doubt it. Auron was Sent by Yuna. We watched it, eh?"

"I know, I know. It's just-"

"Look, I hope it's him too, but don't get so sure. There's every chance it wont be."

"I know." He turned and watched Dungenin throw Tonstan against the wall.

"Well, we'll see wont we?"