My hand raised the wooden sword, pointing it towards the man.
My eyes widened while my pupils constricted.
A deafening bang reverberated throughout the city.
The man had exploded into pieces while only the hilt remained from the wooden sword.
However, the crowd could hardly care about those things.
After all, massive fissures appeared across the entire colosseum. They snaked their way up to the spectator's seats.
Some people ended up getting their limbs stuck in these fissures, causing panic to rise in the crowd.
Everett was shocked. He looked at me in disbelief, pointing a shaky finger at me.
"You..."
A sigh escaped me.
"Let's leave this place."
Before Everett could respond, the announcer spoke up.
He was mad.
"It seems our crowned participant has interfered with the butchering."
Initially, the crowd was silent. They were in shock after witnessing the carnage from my attack.