The air shifted the moment Valek Drakar rose to his feet and stepped out.
Nobody knew when he arrived. Just a few moments ago, he was in his room watching Kairo's duels through a holographic projection, but at some point, his patience thinned and he snapped.
At first, he was hopeful, wishing for the other students to rise to the occasion and humiliate Kairo to expose him for the fraud that he was.
And yet, the more it dragged on, the more he suffered from second hand embarrassment as Kairo absolutely humiliated the nobles.
It was not even a duel anymore, it was a literal baptism at some point.
They said Jesus Christ baptized his disciples with the Holy Spirit and fire, but Kairo? That bastard baptized his challengers with muscles and fists.
By the third straight noble defeat, Valek could not stand it anymore as he stood up from his room, got dressed and silently came out to the combat arena.
