For a brief moment, the duel grounds weren't the loudest place anymore.
The spectators were.
"…What the hell am I looking at?" one of the girls muttered under their breath.
Ellen had gone completely still.
Her fingers were gripping the edge of the observation platform so hard that her knuckles had turned pale.
Her eyes were locked onto the arena, jumping between Gray and Seraph, pupils trembling slightly as she tried, and failed, to keep up with the flow of the battle.
Mainly because of how surprised she was.
"...This almost looks like a restrained execution attempt," Maelis muttered as she watched over the battle.
"Not really... It's actually even worse," Ellen replied in a tight tone.
At her words, the girls, including both Maelis and Cassandra, looked at Ellen in curiosity. She swallowed hard.
"Gray is limiting himself. Aggressively."
A girl's eyes widened in complete surprise.
"What do you mean?"
Ellen didn't look away from the arena.
