"THE WINNER OF THE FINAL MATCH: LORA INGS!!"
The crowd erupted into thunderous applause, not out of loyalty to the winner, but in celebration of the exhilarating battle they had just witnessed.
The coliseum's stands vibrated with the sheer energy of their excitement.
It didn't matter that Kyle, the favorite, had lost. What mattered was that both he and Lora had delivered a fight for the ages.
Cheers, shouts, and whistles filled the air as the students reveled in the thrill of the match's unexpected conclusion.
In the stands, Kyle's friends reacted in their own ways.
Riya crossed her arms, a frown etched on her face.
"I didn't get defeated by a nobody," she muttered under her breath with a proud smirk.
Lora's win might have been surprising, but Riya could assure herself that she got defeated by the winner in the semi-finals, which meant she got first pick on the grand prizes.