Ten days had finally passed by. Ten days full of relentless training and perseverance. On the eleventh day, Emery made his way towards the Grand Hall with his newfound confidence.
The moment he entered the peripheral area of the hall, Emery saw something much different than the previous two games. The area outside the grand hall had turned into such a chaotic yet festive situation. There were thousands of people gathered outside of the hall trying to get into the arena.
As he walked towards the familiar arena, Emery realized that some of the crowds recognized him, as he heard shouts containing his name or aiming at him.
"That's Emery! The Savage Acolyte!"
"I am rooting for you, kid! Good luck!"
"Aaa.. he's more handsome up close"
"Woof woof! I came to see the wolf transformation!! Don't disappoint me!"
