The names kept rolling out, each one straight from the story's main cast.
Freya took sixth place, like I expected. She threw her head back and let out a loud, wild laugh—
"Hehe, only sixth? Guess it's back to training in the volcanic plains!"
She moved with heavy steps, full of energy and raw power. It felt less like walking to the stage and more like stomping into battle. There was a wild spark in her eyes that made it clear she lived for this.
Then came Ray in fifth.
He had his blindfold on. A thin black cloth was tied over his eyes, yet he walked as if he could see everything anyway.
His back was straight, his head held steady, and his hands were calmly folded behind him, like a butler waiting for orders.
Every move he made was slow and careful, almost too calm, like nothing could shake him. Even without seeing his eyes, you could feel the quiet confidence around him.
And then Aurelia came in fourth.
