Two students emerged on the pit, holding practice swords provided by the School. As expected, the Sword Department decided to have a small sword tournament with a few of the seniors. It erfectly fit the setting of the stadium, though, almost like a gladiator fight, except less dangerous and with more supervision. Thankfully, the seniors were mindful enough to let it devolve into a full-on fight, remembering to show some flashy moves or fly around a bit.
"What do you think the Poison Stage students will do for their exhibitions?" Shen Tianyu asked the young man sitting next to her.
