[x] Seething at the entire setup. It's all fake, isn't it? All of it. It's just another piece of the posturing that is the Festival, a bloody honey trap, another way for the Tamura to show off. If wasn't the prince it'd be someone else in their pocket, someone with the tournament officials on their side, pairing people off to whittle down the real competition and fix who takes home the wreath. Well then fine. You're gonna ruin this for them too if it's the last thing you do.
[x] Furious at Hayate. He planned this from the start, didn't he? Delicate little noble shithead. Wasn't enough to come in with equipment worth more than a lifetime's earnings and all the tutors he could want and the blessings of the dragons, he had to sabotage you like he sabotaged his opponent in the semis with that shitty sword. Well he's in for a big fucking surprise if he thinks you won't play dirty right back.
[X] Fucking livid. All this time, all this work, you've sweated and bled and now it gets yanked out from under you within reach of the goal. A big scary monster neutered at the last so the crowd can cheer and pat themselves on the back as they watch it get knocked down. Well then fine. You'll show them what a real fucking monster looks like.