The Great Reveal

The twin moons of Naaim hung low in the sky, their ethereal light casting long shadows across the Colosseum of the Sky. As dawn broke, painting the horizon in hues of lavender and gold, the vast arena began to stir with anticipation. Spectators from every corner of the multiverse filed into their seats, their excited chatter filling the air with a buzz of electric energy.

In the VIP box, Atenzi leaned forward, his golden eyes gleaming with barely contained excitement. The previous battles had been spectacular, but something in the air told him that today's fights would be truly extraordinary. Beside him, Báthory lounged with regal grace, a knowing smile playing at the corners of her crimson lips.

"Nervous, my champion?" she purred, her voice carrying a hint of amusement.

Atenzi shook his head, a wry grin spreading across his face. "Excited," he corrected. "I can't shake the feeling that we're about to witness something... unprecedented."