The arena shook with the roar of thousands. Mana-crystals burned brighter in their sockets, illuminating the colossal coliseum carved into the mountain's heart. Every seat was filled, every eye locked on the stage where the two strongest had finally reached the end.
A voice thundered across the arena, amplified by magic, silencing the chaos in an instant.
"Ladies and gentlemen of Tharvaldur!"
The crowd erupted, banners waving, boots stomping against stone.
"Tonight, we witness the final battle of this grand tournament! Two remain—two unmatched prodigies, whose names will be carved into history!"
The announcer stretched out his hand toward the western gate.
"From the Imperial Academy of Valor—Noel Thorne!"
The crowd cheered wildly as the gate opened. Noel stepped forward, Revenant Fang at his side, cloak trailing behind him. His face betrayed no fear, only calm focus.
