The arena was dead silent as the dust fell back down. The victor was clear as day, standing alone in the arena, smiling widely.
The people around the world watching erupted in cheers. The players in the arena were dead silent, contemplating the effect of this win.
The players could see the competitor's numbers on the chart, and knew very well Astaroth was one of the last ones to qualify. That also meant he was one of the lowest levelled present here.
And Phoenix had been one of the first to qualify for the tournament. That meant the level gap between them should have pushed the balance of victory in her favor.
She also used a super powerful ability, pushing the boundaries of her class. And yet, this player had won.
The player named Astaroth had just vaporized one of the most talented players in the tournament, maybe even the world, with a single attack. What's more, that attack had chewed through Phoenix's attack first.
