Despite the odds, hope still lingered among the acolytes of Hall 120. With Damo and Dillion still in the lineup, there was a glimmer of optimism.
However, as they surveyed their opponents, Dillion's gaze fell upon one particularly formidable adversary—a renowned top 100 acolyte whose reputation rivaled even his own.
Seeing this, Damo said, "Brother, Dillion, you can handle that one. I'll take on a few others first."
"Huh, you underestimate me?" said the next opponent who stepped into the arena.
A female second-year acolyte with a relatively unknown reputation, she exuded an air of enthusiasm and determination.
In contrast, Damo remained composed, his demeanor unruffled, as he offered a respectful bow before commencing his preparations. Chanting softly, he summoned forth multiple tendrils of light from the ground, each gleaming with a radiant energy.
