The Nebula Arena buzzed with anticipation. A crowd of spectators gathered for the day's events. Excitement and curiosity filled the air, mingling with a hint of tension. The arena, a massive structure with towering walls, seemed to pulsate with energy, ready to witness the spectacle that was about to unfold.
Among the spectators were the prisoners, each confined to their designated section, their eyes filled with interest. Kayo, sitting amidst the sea of faces, wore a dejected face. His spirit was brought down by the circumstances that lead him to this point. His shoulders slumped. He became lost in thought and did not recognize that there was a trio of warriors sitting right next to him.
Aurelia, with her flowing golden hair and mischievous smile, nudged Valeria, the stoic warrior with a piercing gaze, and whispered, "Look, Valeria. Isn't that the boy we saw before? The one who looks just like Kolra?"