Competition was always where certain stars could shine. Naja was always looking for potential 'allies' and new pawns. Perhaps, here, maybe she could find someone else to pluck up and make use of... alongside Sara, of course. She grins, observing the sky and the other participants gathering around.

Her Sentinel better show up. Naja would need someone to drive the cart; like hell she was going to do it. And of course the other would handle the clubs as well... perhaps explain the game some... Yes. That seemed about right.

Naja chuckles to herself, tapping her mace against a shoulder. It would be interesting to see how this day played out...