"No, no, no, Master. It's fine. I'm the one who should apologize. I didn't perform as well as Linda did," Celia said, voice tinged with embarrassment.
"Who told you that?" Nolan said firmly, shaking his head. "No, you did. You were actually outstanding. Don't doubt that. Focus instead on getting stronger for your next match."
Celia nodded, determination returning to her eyes. "Yes, Master," she said, her resolve clear.
"So now, other participants can go rest. Those who have already performed today may retire, and those who haven't, stay and entertain the crowd," the emissary announced.
"Finally, when do we get a break?" Celia asked, stretching.
"Well, I don't know," Nolan replied, glancing at the emissary.
