Everybody looked at Halos, not the least bit shocked as I thought they would be.
Instead the ones who had bet against him became cranky while the one's betted on him were smiling from ear to ear.
"Damn, my 50 pounds, now all lost!"
"You only lost 50, I lost 200!... I could have gotten a good 2 hours with a hot one!"
"Haha, I knew it! I knew Halos wouldn't disappoint us."
"Yeah, I won my bet because of him."
"I always know it's safe to bet on Halos, he's never going to lose or let us lose our money."
I look at all of them, their faces full of confident smiles that never wavered. Those that bet against Halos were probably trying to take the bigger reward by being risky. Then I look at Halos, the guy didn't seem happy.
It was the bored expression of someone who was tired of already knowing the result of his fights.
Halos Gradois, a fast guy with strong muscles packed in that tall body. He was already fast to begin with but his Sigmat helps him go beyond that.
