—Click!
"What do you think?"
Inside of a pitch-black room, on a long and round table, sat multiple obscured individuals.
Displayed before them was a projection of youth with jet-black hair and deep blue eyes standing on what seemed to be an arena ground.
Out of all the figures sitting, only one stood up.
A relatively old man who had long grey hair and a thin mustache on his face. Judging from how respectful the individuals in the room were towards him, it could be inferred that he was a relatively important figure.
As the clip played, the youth's eyes slowly turned dull grey. Not long after, the match ended.
It was one-sided.
The youth not once moved from his spot.
"..."
After the clip ended, silence prevailed over the room as no one spoke.
"What skill was that?"
