After the Second Round concluded, Nathan wasted no time in leaving the arena. His brief but sharp exchange with Ethan, Olivia, and Jane had left him on edge, but more than that, the stifling weight of countless divine gazes pressing down upon him was unbearable. Though the mortal spectators cheered in ignorance, Nathan alone could see the truth—the towering presence of gods seated high above, their eyes glimmering with curiosity, judgment, and something far more dangerous.
Every single deity had fixed their gaze upon him. Their interest burned hotter than a midday sun, and Nathan knew in his heart that such attention would never fade. From this moment forward, Rome's streets would never again offer him peace. The anonymity he once cherished was gone, stolen by his own display of power.
