Outside the arena, the world had turned silent.
It was not because there was no sound or a decorum was decided to be held, but because none of them had the courage to breathe too loudly yet.
Even those occupying the VIP section.
The reason was simply because each one of them paid rapt attention to the massive screens around the observation arena, broadcasting the ongoing battle with deafening clarity.
Parents, high mages, friends, other participants, and even the school instructors present now sat somewhat optimistically, their eyes glued to the towering screens, which now displayed only the arena Mobix had found himself in.
Presently, what was displayed was Miriam and Lyra's desperate clash with the monstrous Sentry.
Gusts of dust, flickers of flames, streaks of lightning, and streams of wind twisted in brutal harmony. The spectators had seen many battles… perhaps other participants began to measure their chances of survival in such situations.
