"Where is he?"
"Did he run away?"
"Surely not, right? I mean, he has 'The Mythical Beast'. How could a coward have the Mythical beast if he got scared of a duel?"
"Yeah, right?"
'Chatter'
A buzz of anticipation swept through the common arena ground, voices murmuring, speculating, and the air charged with excitement and... disappointment?
"Did he really run away?" a middle-aged man with silver hair and yellow eyes observed the stadium from a separate platform for nobles and high-ranking officials.
"Not sure, Father," a young man with silver hair and royal blue eyes replied with enthusiasm, craning his neck to catch a glimpse of the particular twins.
Looking at his son's longing face, the middle-aged man sighed and whispered, "Son, you didn't forget our plan, right?"
Hearing that, the silver-haired young man turned his head and also whispered, "Of course, Father."
