Tournament: Lucavion

The second day of the tournament dawned with the same electrifying energy that had filled the city on the first. As the morning sun rose, casting a warm glow over the arena, the grounds were already bustling with fighters and spectators alike. The early rounds, designed to thin the crowd, were set to continue at a relentless pace, as scores of hopefuls sought to prove their worth before the eyes of Andelheim.

While the atmosphere in the arena buzzed with anticipation, the absence of Marquis Ventor was keenly noted by the crowd. His seat in the private lounge remained empty, a quiet reminder that, though he had organized the tournament, his attention was not wholly dedicated to these preliminary bouts. There were matters of state that required his presence, and he'd left the early rounds to proceed under the watchful eyes of his advisors and attendants.