The Colosseum of the Sky hummed with electric anticipation as Harry Houdini and Attila the Hun took their positions on opposite sides of the vast arena.
The cosmic energies that powered the tournament swirled and pulsed, transforming the battlefield into a surreal landscape that seemed to flicker between an ancient Roman amphitheater and a 20th-century vaudeville stage.
In the VIP box, Atenzi leaned forward, his golden eyes gleaming with excitement. "This is going to be incredible," he whispered, more to himself than to Báthory beside him. "Houdini versus Attila... it's like a collision of two entirely different worlds."
Báthory's lips curled into an amused smile. "Isn't that the point of this whole tournament, my dear?
Now, watch closely.
I have a feeling your idol is about to put on quite a show."