Salerous walked behind his Master as they approached the elevator that was reserved for Percival and his closest friends. He went over his plan in his head, hardly noticing that his Master was not putting on his usual act of knowing everyhing ahead of time. If he was going to pull this off, he could not make a single mistake, as it could cost him his life.<span style="font-style: italic">~nothing can go wrong.~</span>he kept telling himself as a group of Percival's supporters passed by wishing him good luck. to Salerous' suprise, they were completely ignored.<br/>___________________________________________________________<br/><br/>Percival was deep in thought as he made his way to the elevator, Salerous in tow. he was so lost in his musings that he didn't even give the usual "thank you" to his supporters when he passed. as he passed Ryder's elevator though, he let out an internal scream. there, standing next to her, was the human she had spoken of.<span style="font-style: italic">~She chose another fighter? but she said-~</span>his thoughts were cut off as the announcer introduced Malkor and Harklas.<span style="font-style: italic">~The knife juggler? the stone was the knife juggler?~</span><br/>Although his composure was that of a confident Master, if you were close enough, you could see beads of sweat forming on his brow. If Malkor lost this fight, Percival knew he would have to disipline both the Orc and himself for falling prey to Ryder's trick, whether she had intended to make a fool of him or not.