Kieran's cold gaze swept over the contenders still showing hostility.
Although they hadn't approached him, Kieran's sensitivity to malice painted them in a different light.
Retaliatory Sense outlined everyone deemed as a potential threat in a faint red color.
Whenever someone outlined in red made a move the red aura vanished momentarily, replaced by a translucent black fang-shaped aura, symbolizing an enemy viewed as Prey.
After speaking, Kieran glanced up at the timer above.
Less than thirty seconds had passed since the round's beginning, yet almost 10% of the contenders were eliminated by frightening opponents nearby.
'It might not be a perfect symbolization, but our initial rank should depict the disparity in our strength. Although I've eliminated four people myself, it seems others are eclipsing my pace,' Kieran thought to himself.
