Earlier, before the present moment…
At the seating section where the Elders and High Board members of the Duke Houses sat, the atmosphere had become much heavier than it had been at the beginning of the final match.
The people sitting there were used to seeing powerful Alchemy.
Some of them had watched wars.
Some had witnessed high-ranking Alchemists fight across battlefields where entire sections of land were destroyed.
Others had lived during the period when Andraver stood at the height of Britannia's Alchemy world and had personally witnessed the overwhelming power of the Sun Alchemy Path.
Yet even they found it difficult to ignore what was happening on the fight platform.
Sparks of golden light and white light continued to flash across the battlefield.
Explosions followed one after another.
The sound of gunshots repeatedly pierced through the arena, sometimes disappearing beneath the roar of Maxwell's Alchemy before returning a moment later.
