Chapter Twenty-two

A few moments before Kris stepped onto the stage:

"One more hurdle and it will all be over." Kris spoke to James as he sat on the waiting bench, fingers interlocked with his elbows on his knees.

"Agreed, but you did set this final match to maximum difficulty. You are injured, she is not and you still managed to piss her off. She's going to come at you with everything she's got."

"Hmnph..."

"Any plans?"

"A few makeshift strategies all dependent on how the battle flows. Plus, Captain Oumar did say, 'Everything strong about us comes from within' If I have it in me then I guess I'll win regardless of the odds."

"It's shocking how you can be optimistic."

"Well it doesn't matter either way. Only the flow of battle will determine the results. What's the point of beating myself down before the opponent does?"

"Regardless, you have no concrete plan and you are holding on to a vague statement as a possible win condition. Considering how she beat her previous opponents... I am sure you'll do fi