The arena fell into silence, a heavy hush blanketing the vast dome as the first match of the Crownspire Ascension was about to begin.
Ethan leaned forward slightly, his gaze sharp. These names hadn't been on the list Natasha sent him—they weren't considered major threats. Still, like every other contestant in the stands, he watched with full attention.
Not out of concern… but out of respect. This was the opening bout of a tournament that would determine the greatest prodigy of their generation.
Two figures stepped into the arena.
The first was a young man with vibrant green hair and sharp green eyes, wearing sleek aerodynamic battle-tech armor. A black cape fluttered behind him, and he gripped twin daggers, each pulsing faintly with wind-aligned energy.
