"This... this is the moment of truth," Nox muttered to himself. Time seemed to slow; for a moment, the arena was void of the usual speculations. Everyone simply watched as Hendrix's body tore through space... It had only been seconds, not even a minute since Hendrix started descending, but to the spectators, the time was painstakingly slow, feeling like an eternity.
Similarly to the viewers, even Nyx, Wendy, Rab, and Cole held their breaths. Rab and Cole had long stopped their rambling when they sensed the weight of the current situation. Wendy bit her beautiful red lips hard, drawing blood... yet she didn't even notice.
As for Nyx, she tightened her grasp on her sword. Her sharp black eyes were unblinking. Though she was not the one fighting out there, just from Nox's expression and Hendrix's desperate attack, she could tell their final clash would determine the fight's winner.
Rab and Cole silently offered prayers to their various pantheon gods.
