The reinforced battleground Evalyn and Harper stood on stretched out a hundred meters long and fifty meters wide, far surpassing the size of the others. Immortal Skye had designated the space for cultivator battles, pitting cabinet members against Skythenians. An additional barrier encircled the arena for added security.
Lush green grass carpeted the ground, a testament to its location on the Immortals' side of the obstacle course, still pristine and unblemished. However, that would soon change as two blondes, one wielding the power of fire and the other ice, prepared for their face-off.
Thunderous applause erupted from the dystopian junkyard bleachers, with ten thousand voices cheering for their icy general while the cultivators fervently supported their fiery major.
"Considering the cultivators' excitement, I'm surprised you're not shaking in your boots," Harper taunted with a grin. "Especially after witnessing those eerie power demonstrations."
