The second day of the Royal Academy Tournament began.
The city awoke to the sound of drums echoing from the coliseum. Within its walls, the competitors gathered once again, some calm and confident, others restless and pale from nerves.
They had witnessed the skills of the other fighters. They now understood how far apart they were from the top.
Of course, some of them were still deluding themselves that they could do the same thing or were better.
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Lucen sat in the waiting gallery with the other students. As on the first day, the matches were chosen at random.
Unlike the first day matches, this time the matches were slightly more intense. The ones who felt the gap in skill became even more desperate as they fought harder than before.
Those who thought they would easily win were then the ones eliminated. After seeing those whom everyone thought would win lose, the others started fighting a little less recklessly.
