Meeting with the Colosseum Apostle!
The air felt heavier as Stark, Sora, and Lana stepped through the dark, ominous doorway into the fifth floor of the trial, which meant that they had essentially reached the halfway point.
Before anyone else too, since it had been less than two hours since this entire second semester trial started.
Everyone would surely cry when they realized half the colosseum was beaten in such a short amount of time, heh.
The door shut behind them with a thunderous boom, sealing them inside the massive arena.
It was much larger than the previous floors, the stone walls towering higher, the air colder.
The ground beneath them was no longer simple dirt or sand; it was black, like polished obsidian, reflecting the faint light that flickered from the walls.
The air was thick with an oppressive energy, and they could all feel it, the presence of the mini-boss.