Within a grand arena, rows of eager spectators filled the seats encircling the circular battle stage at the center, where two demi-humans clashed fiercely. Their movements were a blur of skill and power as they fought for victory. The air crackled with electric energy as the crowd cheered and placed bets on the fighters, captivated by the skill and ferocity on display.
At the far end of the enthusiastic crowd, Kyle sat comfortably in a chair with one leg draped casually over the other, observing the scene before him with an inscrutable gaze. For some reason, he cleared his ear, his eyes narrowing in concentration.
"Hmm, why have I been feeling like someone's talking about me?"
Bia, who was seated beside him, and the twin demi-humans in front turned to him at the sound of his murmur.
