Ryu stood tall and straight, a smirk on his lips. Though, this was lost to the crowd.
To them, all they could see was a pair of cold, silver eyes. Sometimes, when the light reflected across them, they would appear to be blue, only adding to the frigid air.
Everyone was stunned for a moment before the crowd erupted.
How long had it been since someone managed to clear the fourth battle? Even those that some thought had the strength almost never took the risk to do so, while those with the strength usually came under the power of the betting house arena. In the end, it could be said that every time someone crossed the fourth battle, it became harder to pass in the future, not easier.
The ghoul that Ryu just defeated was most definitely one of these experts that had once passed the fourth battle, and yet he was crushed… seemingly with ease.
