"Ladies and gentlemen, the final is about to start." A clear female voice rang through the stadium, calling attention to the stage where the arena appeared. Its realism something magical.
"Please remember to enjoy the show, and remember that despite how realistic the battle might appear, this is all conducted safely from within ANW and is only a hologram."
In a large private cabin, a group of old men were seated on arranged couches, giving them a perfect view of the stage with stretched over five hundred meters side to side. To aid with viewing, each person was given a tablet and specialized glasses should they wish to focus on a certain point in the arena.
Thanks to the growth Miracle had seen over the past year, this year the tournament was far grander. The finale, naturally, had to be a spectacle worthy of the growth ANW had seen.
