A part of the arena wall had been damaged. Rocks had fallen from the concrete wall and had landed on the ground, but the arena was built well.
Leaving the crowd, who were further back compared to the thick wall, still safely in the stands. However, no one in the Light Faction had expected such a thing to happen.
When the dust started to settle, they could see Ulyn lying there on the floor unmoving. His body was covered in dirt, and immediately the middle-stage warrior closest from the border went to check on Ulyn's condition.
'His body was thrown too fast into the wall,' the middle-staged warrior thought as he cleared the pieces of stone from the young student.
'No, it's my fault. I thought that if an attack was to occur, I would have noticed it in time, and then would have reacted, stopping him from being hit into the wall, but I just never expected this to happen.'