"Mia Frostine of the human race is the winner!"
The crowd erupted into a mix of cheers and hushed whispers. Mia's victory had been swift and astonishing, a testament to her skills and mastery of her abilities.
"What? That was it?"
"Weren't the guy from Aasimar bragging like he would win it easily?"
"Even against Rank-S, that was a humiliating defeat."
The spectator started to insult Lucian after having all their expectations down the drain. Moreover, the effect was amplified because of how arrogant Lucian initially was.
"'Tis an embarrassment!"
"How could Lucian lose so easily?"
"We told him how important this fight was." …
The other Aasimar also complained. They were not happy at all with Lucian's performance. It was like Willian's group who had embarrassed the human race.
"Seraphine, how was it? Could you defeat her?"
Gabriel asked Seraphine who had been seriously concentrating on the fight, though it ended in one move.
Seraphine shook her head.
