Arjun's Revelation

As the orb began to react to Duryodhana's touch, the crowd held its breath, waiting to see what level of power the crown prince would display. The tension in the grand hall was palpable, with whispers of speculation weaving through the audience. Duryodhana, exuding an air of arrogance and malevolence, stood confidently, fully expecting a high-ranking result. His eyes gleamed with a mixture of anticipation and pride.

The orb, once in Duryodhana's grasp, shone brightly with a red hue. Bhishma's voice echoed through the hall, "MAHARAJA level 3!" A murmur of surprise rippled through the crowd. While MAHARAJA level 3 was an impressive achievement, it was not the highest. The announcement brought a glimpse of anger to Duryodhana's face. He had hoped to surpass the others, to be unrivaled. With a sneer of disdain, he threw the orb away. It flew through the air and landed near Arjun's feet.

Arjun, still in a state of shock, reacted instinctively. He bent down, lifted the orb, and walked towards the center of the hall to replace it. As Arjun held the orb, it began to change color.

The hall fell into a hush as all eyes turned towards him. Arjun had not registered for the test, and the unexpected turn of events sent a wave of curiosity and anticipation through the crowd. A soft glow emanated from it, growing stronger with each passing moment. The air of mystery deepened, and the spectators watched in awe. Even Arjun himself was taken aback, his expression mirroring the surprise that Krishna also displayed. Krishna, usually calm and composed, now watched with keen interest, a hint of amazement in his eyes.

The orb continued to glow brighter and brighter, shifting through a spectrum of colors. The crowd held its collective breath, the suspense almost unbearable. What level of power would Arjun, the unregistered participant, reveal? The orb's light grew so intense that it seemed to outshine everything else in the hall. The tension was at its peak when finally, a loud bang resounded, and the orb settled into a blindingly bright color.

Bhishma, usually unflappable, stood stunned for a moment before regaining his composure. With a voice filled with reverence and astonishment, he proclaimed, "MAHARAJA level 5!"

The crowd was still in a state of amazement, their murmurs growing louder as they tried to comprehend the extraordinary event they had just witnessed. The authorities exchanged confused glances, unsure of who this mysterious participant was and what to do with him. Arjun's unexpected display of power had left everyone in a state of shock.

Bhishma, sensing the growing unrest, raised his hand to signal for silence. "The event has come to an end," he announced with authority. "We request everyone to leave the hall in an orderly manner." "And you boy come with me!", he told Arjun.

As the spectators began to disperse, their conversations buzzing with excitement and speculation, Arjun followed by Krishna went after Bhishma into what seemed like a hidden room!