2nd February, 1889 — Howlers Stadium

Ewart was very much excited to be witnessing the final duel in the competitive bracket. (And judging it, that too.) They might both be well-respected Ministry men, but who would be the cream of the crop? Who would be the pick of the litter? Who would be the bezoar in the goat?

"Well, Mr. MacFusty," Ewart said, bouncing a little on the balls of his feet, "let's see what you're made of. Begin!"

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