The future [2]

—Click! 

"What do you think?" 

Inside of a pitch-black room, on a long and round table, sat multiple obscured individuals.

Displayed before them was a projection of youth with jet-black hair and deep blue eyes standing on what seemed to be an arena ground. 

Out of all the figures sitting, only one stood up. 

A relatively old man who had long grey hair and a thin mustache on his face. Judging from how respectful the individuals in the room were towards him, it could be inferred that he was a relatively important figure. 

As the clip played, the youth's eyes slowly turned dull grey. Not long after, the match ended. 

It was one-sided. 

The youth not once moved from his spot.

"..." 

After the clip ended, silence prevailed over the room as no one spoke. 

"What skill was that?"