"We have our winners!!"
Nobody expected the match to end in such a way, the crowd remained silent for a while just looking blankly at the silver-haired girl.
"10 points for team red!!"
Only when the announcer's voice echoed did the crowd cheer for them.
"Tch."
Clicking his tongue, Shyamal glanced at Azariah one last time before walking back towards her team.
Azariah also took a moment to quietly look at her departing figure before walking behind.
"Damn, she is strong."
Within the resting room of team green, a handsome boy with obsidian hair matching his eyes mumbled, looking out of the glass wall.
"Her last attack." His gaze shifted towards Arianell as she mumbled, "That was equivalent to that of 5th Primeval."
"She is the same rank as you, right?" Frowning, Oliver asked.
"4th? Yes." Nodding, Arianell replied.