The Indomitable Alliance had reached the semifinals of the tournament. However, one important question remained: would the Golden Vanguard or the Sacred Order face them in the next round?
Whoever it might be, it was sure to be a grueling battle for Michael's faction. Both had amassed such vast histories that they commanded tens of thousands of members throughout the solar system.
The saving grace, at least, was that due to their size and the important functions they held across the system, calling all of their members back to Earth just to take part in the tournament was virtually impossible.
At least the Indomitable Alliance wouldn't clash with them at full power.
Michael rested on a couch with Scarlett and Isabella, who were exhausted from the earlier training as they eagerly observed the clash between the two behemoths of factions.
"Brother?" Scarlett tugged at his attire weakly. "Who do you want to win? You would be facing them in the semifinals after all."
