The Flaming Boxer VS The Elf Boy

"Hurry up Hayate, you're gonna be late for your match." Eugene Woodland said to his guildmate, Hayate Fistoro. Under their guild master's orders, they were to enter a tournament in order to retrieve a certain object. The reason why they were chose was because they were the most accustomed to this type of fighting.

"We can't be late to the extreme!!" Hayate exclaimed loudly so that the entire lobby could hear him. Those nearby him such as Eugene had to cover their ears.

"Quiet down already, save your energy for the tournament..." Eugene said trying to get him to calm down. "Now that I think about it, it's a miracle we haven't had to face each other yet and it's already the semi finals."

"It's because they want the final fight to be extreme!!" Hayate said in response, almost as loud as last time.

"So you're already assuming you're going to win?" Eugene as he raised an eyebrow. "It's good your confident but don't get too cocky. Just fight your best."

"I was already planning to do that from the start!" Hayate said with a grin before going off to the waiting room where he was to wait before he was called for his match.