The system reset once more, the coliseum reconstructing itself with its usual flair. But this time, it wasn't Nero stepping in. Adam cracked his knuckles, flexing his broad shoulders, his avatar wielding that massive earth-forged hammer.
Blake sat up, his sulk vanishing the instant his eyes locked onto Adam. His grin stretched ear to ear. "Finally. My redemption arc."
Adam raised a brow, planting the giant hammer onto his shoulder like a titan preparing for war. "Redemption? No, Blake. This is your execution."
Nero folded his arms, already smiling faintly.
"This is going to be ridiculous, isn't it?"
Lux leaned back with a laugh. "Oh, absolutely. They'll turn this into a circus."
The countdown began.
3… 2… 1… START!
The coliseum roared to life once more.
Blake wasted no time, summoning a literal legion of skeletal warriors. This time, he added dramatic flair, pointing his staff skyward as shadows writhed around him.
"Come forth, my army of eternal despair!"
