Illusions of Enlightenment

The Colosseum of the Sky hummed with anticipation as the intermission drew to a close. The audience, still reeling from the cosmic spectacle they had witnessed, buzzed with excitement and speculation. What new wonders would this next phase of the battle bring?

The Phantom materialized at the center of the arena, his bandaged form seeming to coalesce from the very shadows. His golden eyes, ringed with crimson, swept across the gathered crowd before he spoke, his voice carrying effortlessly to every corner of the vast space.

"Ladies, gentlemen, and beings of all realms!

I trust you've caught your breath?

Good, because I assure you, you'll need it." The Phantom's eyes crinkled in what might have been a smile beneath his bandages.

"Our combatants have had time to recuperate and strategize.

Now, we shall see how they apply the lessons learned from their initial clash!"