Nolan looked at Sela. "Are you okay?" he asked softly.
Sela nodded once without saying a word, then turned and walked back toward the stands. Nolan watched her for a moment, then sighed and went back to his seat.
"Where did you go, Master?" Linda asked.
"Well, I just went to check something over there. But I'm back now, right?" Nolan said with a faint smile.
"Master," Lyra said, leaning forward, "who do you think will win? Kyrion or Fenva? We've talked about this before—but pick one."
Nolan chuckled lightly. "Honestly? Like I said… Kyrion."
Sela looked toward the arena. "Then let's see if you're right."
The crowd suddenly erupted as the announcer's voice echoed through the arena.
"Everyone! It's time for the next match—Kyrion versus Fenva!"
The arena trembled with excitement.
