Silence
Apparently, there were more rooms than Apollo had counted. Well, it wasn't surprising since he hadn't counted them exactly and just estimated their number.
After the participants on the two-football-field-sized platform finished their fight, someone Apollo knew finally came up on stage. It was Gail, fighting against another woman whose body made the male audience rise from their seats. Something else also rose, but it was better to leave it at that.
Apollo looked at Gail, then at her opponent. It was like watching a top student going up against the "b*tch" of the school. Gail wore simple but elegant attire—a dress that didn't hinder her movement. Combined with her bun hairstyle and glasses perched on the bridge of her nose, she radiated an aura of solemnity.