Once again, Moby opened his eyes to find himself in the spawn location, the arena around him looking just as damaged as before. And, just like earlier, it slowly regenerated back into place.
"Well… It seems like this arena is indestructible or something… Or… Maybe if I put in even mor—"
"NOO! Avilia! It's quite fine! It's indestructible! You don't need to try more! Why are you ac—" Moby stopped his words early before he finished them.
"Huh? Why am I what?"
"Eh, nothing, don't worry about it. This must be a special moment for you and all so I've got no room to complain… I couldn't imagine being in your situation… Locked up with nothing to do and a spirit for a body… If you want to blow this place up again then go for it. Sorry about earlier." Moby looked at the ground, and was unable to see Avilia's face as he took a deep breath.
