The Void's System Chapter 35: Darkness of the Light

The roar of the arena still echoed faintly beyond the thick stone walls, but inside the contestant lounge, silence reigned.

Lucia Whitecrest stood alone, arms folded, face shadowed by strands of her silver-blonde hair. Her staff leaned against the wall beside her, scorched at the tip. Her fingers trembled—not from exhaustion, but rage.

He nullified it.

She activated her comm-crystal with a sharp flick, the white gem glowing in her palm. It pulsed once... then again...

A voice answered. Cold. Commanding.

"Lucia?"

"Father," she said, voice steady despite the fire in her chest. "I lost."

There was a long pause on the other end.

"To whom?"

"A boy nad Zane. An outsider. He—he canceled Final Judgent. As if it were nothing. Not resisted. Not countered. Nullified."

The silence that followed wasn't disappointnt. It was dangerous.

"Describe the technique he used."

She did—her voice clipped, sharp, detailing the ripple of darkness, the way it devoured light, how it silenced her spell as though it had never existed.

When she finished, her father spoke again—quiet, lethal.

"This boy... he is a threat to the balance. The House will not ignore this."

Lucia's eyes glead. "Then...?"

"You've done well. Return with honor. I will handle the rest. From this mont forward... Zane is an enemy of House Whitecrest."

The crystal dimd.

Lucia exhaled, slowly.

Then she turned her gaze toward the arena, where another match was raging.

Let them cheer for him. Let them praise his power.

Soon, they'll learn what it ans to cross the House of Light.