Tensions ran high as the contestants began to gather at the Plaza. Four distinct groups ford, each one representing the remaining mbers of the four Empires.
Verdant Empire Quarter.
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All silently stared at the Nurs Ancifa's group.
The mont he caught sight of a certain figure, his entire body shook slightly.
'How co I've never noticed him before?'
It was hard to not notice him. With his appearance, coupled with the attention he was receiving, it was obvious to All that he was soone with a reasonably high status. Perhaps he wasn't a noble, but he was at least respected.
All clenched his teeth.
.....Could it really be him?'
The more he looked at Leon, the more he noticed the resemblances to his father. It might have been his imagination, but the thought lingered, refusing to leave his mind.
It got to the point where it started to eat at his mind.
"All?"
It was only when soone from his group called for him that he snapped out of it. "Yes...?"
He glanced down to see a young man with green eyes and black hair, standing a head shorter than All.
He wore the standard Verdant Empire uniform: a green blazer adorned with golden embroidery and the Empire's insignia-The ancient turtle of Barilon.
With Agatha eliminated, this young man was now the second most powerful person in the group.
Charles looked at All.
He had been acting rather weird ever since he had co to the Plaza.
While he was usually indifferent to everything around him, he still took the lead when the ti ca. But right now...? He was out of it.
His attention had been fixed toward the other groups, never paying any attention to them. "Why did you call ?"
Hearing All's sharp words, Charles pursed his lips before pointing behind him.
"Our situation isn't good."
He spoke honestly,
"Of all the other groups, we've lost the second in command and while we used to have the most people, we now have the least amount."
Charles shifted his attention toward the other groups, his gaze locking onto the mbers of the Nurs Ancifa Empire and the Aurora Empire. He was shocked to see how many people they had.
"...The Nurs Ancifa and Aurora Empires both have the most remaining participants. And not by a small margin. It's a little embarrassing."
"What does that matter?"
All asked while frowning.
"So long as I reach the top spot, this will be a trivial matter."
"That..."
Charles wasn't sure how to put it into words, but it all boiled down to the fact that this event was being stread across all four Empires. Even if they managed to secure a victory with All winning, it would only prove that they had the best talent. Beyond that, though...?
What were they? A one-man team?
It wasn't a good look for them.
Especially since an Empire wasn't run by a single person but by many. This was beyond embarrassing.
"Don't worry."
Not noticing his worries, and perhaps not caring for them, All patted him on the shoulder.
"It's true that we've lost Agatha, and we've got the least number of participants."
His attention shifted back toward a certain individual. He stood with a stoic face, looking around and not speaking much.
"....But it's not like we lack talents."
***
The broadcast began with Karl and Johanna seated side by side, staring at the recording device aid at them. As they introduced the next round, clips of the previous fights began to replay on the screen, allowing everyone to relive the action.
Karl began the broadcast,
By the 'twist', he was referring to the last fight.
The one involving Kiera and Agatha. Following their fights, a lot of interest fell on Kiera as many started to inquire about her.
Coupled with the fact that she was a beauty, she also started to gain a certain following.
A table with a list of nas appeared for all to see.
===[Power Ranking]===
[1] Caius Aetheria
[2] All Mantovaj
[3] Kaelion Mandrale
[4] Aoife grail
[5] Leon Ellert
[6] Kiera Mylne
[7] Jas Bergham
[8] Charles Darlot
[9] Julien Evenus
[10] Klora Yillo
===[Power Ranking]===
The list stopped at the tenth spot.
Following those words, Karl went on to ramble about the other contestants, giving the audience a little overview of everyone present until Johanna stopped him.
Her words brought an imdiate silence to the studio as everyone focused their attention on
the platforms that hung suspended in the air.
Figures started to erge one after another, and soon enough, each platform contained two
contestants.
With a smile, Karl spoke,
***
After pressing the cube, I was transported to the top of a familiar platform. The air was dry,
and the relentless heat from the sun felt uncomfortably intense.
To my right, the referee stood with an impassive expression while opposite a figure
appeared.
'....I don't recognize her.'
With long brown hair and brown eyes, she had a rather plain appearance. Freckles marred her features while her small nose squinted slightly. Dressed in the attire of the Verdant Empire, she tensed the mont she saw , but quickly took a deep breath and assud her position.
I did so as well. The surroundings fell silent as we stared at each other from our end.
"Julien Evenus of the Nurs Ancifa Empire versus Veronica Chandler of the Verdant Empire."
It was only when the referee spoke that she moved.
"Begin!"
Crack!
The ground beneath her feet cracked and shattered, propelling her forward with explosive force. She shot toward like a bullet.
Having watched her previous fights, I was sowhat familiar with her style, but I was still
curious.
'....As far as I saw, she's not a body type user. She should be more of an Elental mage with
her elent being [Ice].'
The fact that she broke the ground beneath her showed that she had already reached the
fourth tier.
Extending my hand forward, I prepared to use [Grip of Pestilence] when she pressed her foot
forward and ca to a sudden stop. Then, before I even had a chance to understand what she
was trying to do, her body sank into the pavent.
"?"
I stood stunned for a second.
This was the first ti I had seen her do this, and was taken aback sowhat. I instinctively
looked downward where two hands erged, trying to grip my ankles.
'Not this again.'
The sight of the hands made my body shudder as I was reminded of a scene from the past.
Without hesitation, I kicked off the ground and leaped into the air to avoid her attack. However, as if she anticipated my move, her body shot up rapidly from the ground in an attempt to grab . Since I was airborne and unable to stop, I couldn't activate Step of Suppression. Nonetheless, I brought my hand down with decisive force.
In a matter of a second, my entire hand turned purple as I pressed down to grab her face.
Her eyes widened at the sight of my hand, but it was too late. Unable to adjust her attack in ti, she clenched her teeth and pressed forward. Steam began to rise from her hands and mouth as ice started to form around her hand.
The temperature dropped significantly, and my heart squeezed for a brief mont.
In that brief instant, just as our hands were about to connect, I extended my left hand,
sending a thread shooting toward the ground at an angle. Using the little force provided, I twisted my body mid-air.
Before she could react, my hand pressed against the back of her head.
Gripping her face tightly with one hand, I flicked my head to look around before pressing
my finger from my other hand against her temple.
A voice fell shortly after that.
"Match over! The winner is..."
Thump!
The both of us landed on the ground.
"Julien Evenus of the Nurs Ancifa Empire."
"Hoo."
Following the announcent, I let go of my opponent's head and stood up. I had been a little
nervous at first considering how hard my first two matches had been. However, things went a lot smoother than I had anticipated.
"This is the first ti a fight went so smoothly for . Didn't have to almost die for once.'
In the previous matches, I found myself struggling quite a lot, sustaining quite a lot of
injuries at the sa ti.
This match felt like a breath of fresh air.
As the cube materialized in front of , I clenched it tightly and reappeared beneath the platforms. Being one of the first to arrive, I looked around and my gaze imdiately fixed on
the Statue of Liberty. Despite its worn appearance, my heart raced at the sight of it towering
above .
There was sothing about the statue that made feel oppressed as if it were challenging
my sanity.
Was this really a ga world...?
Or a remnant of what earth used to be?
The thought weighed heavily on my mind, and as I pursed my lips and looked away, another
figure appeared beside .
"You're done?"
Leon looked at up and down before showing a surprised look.
"...And you're uninjured?"
"What's surprising about that?"
I frowned.
It felt as though he expected to be injured.
"I got an easier match-up."
"Oh, I guess that's possible."
Leon scratched the back of his head before taking out the tablet that displayed the broadcast
and passed it on to .
"Wanna have a look?"
"Sure."
There was nothing else to do and I wanted to see how the other matches played out.
We had just turned on the stream when I felt my expression pause. Leon's reaction was the
sa as he watched the ongoing match.
On either end stood two figures we knew all too well: one with red hair and the other with
purple. As their hair fluttered slightly, the two began to move.
That's when I turned to look at the side of the tablet; Platform [3] - Aoife grail versus Evelyn Verlice
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