"Sir, they're giving up! Lanthanor is no match for our Kingdom, especially with the new mages! They have no choice but to bow down to your Majesty!"
In the private room that was floating in the air which belonged to the Axelor Kingdom, the King was sitting in front of a table and watching the ground with a suspicious expression on his face.
Meanwhile, the ministers around him who were mostly fighters had begun to cheer and gloat, thinking that their victory was near.
They couldn't be blamed, as Axelor had gone all out to ensure that they would take home the ultimate glory.
Only, along with the King, the other mages were also just watching, knowing that Lanthanor was up to something.
This scene was common all over the stadium where all those who couldn't view what was happening using elementary vision came to the conclusion that Lanthanor was giving up.
