The Stele
"Don't worry," he grabbed her hand while walking, a move that made her body tremble faintly, "I'm pretty sure we are going to crush them all."
"Hmm…" she nodded while everyone else kept walking behind their leader with strong confidence of their win.
Once they reached the place of the arena they found it more crowded than before. "Wow, it seems last time only part were interested in attending the matches," Madly sarcastically said.
"I heard they sell tickets to see the matches to various clans and academies," Omar said and everyone nodded in agreement as they also heard such rumors.
Arthur simply ignored all this. His mind was only revising various scenarios of the final encounter, feeling there was some hidden factor he didn't count for.
And when he reached the front of the audience he was suddenly hit by this realization.
"Damn it," he muttered, "those five powerhouses had their youths to take part as well?"