The challengers scattered throughout the battle space were studying the three Arena Masters with the same care that predators gave to unfamiliar prey.
After weighing their options, many of them reached the same conclusion without needing to exchange a word. Their attention settled on Arena Master No. 2, the man whose pale face and restless eyes made his nervousness impossible to hide.
To the gathered High Gods, the explanation seemed obvious. He was afraid because his strength was insufficient. Among the three Arena Masters, he was almost certainly the weakest.
Arena Master No. 1 presented a completely different impression. The way he stood, shoulders relaxed and posture perfectly balanced, carried the natural confidence of a veteran powerhouse. Even before he released a trace of power, he looked difficult to provoke.
