The transition from the nightmarish realm of Hell's Mountain to an open expanse field left Doom Serenity in stunned silence.
Amidst their incredulous disbelief, Tristan remained knelt on the ground, his expression a mixture of shock and defiance.
The turn of events was unfathomable. Their coveted position, their two-hundredth place, had been stripped away in the blink of an eye.
Tristan's disbelief manifested as a fierce denial, his voice a furious crescendo that echoed across the field. "This is cheating! The rules clearly state a maximum of ten players per team. We fought against dozens and dozens of them!"
Artemis's gaze remained unyielding, his response devoid of emotion.
Tristan's frustration persisted, his protest a desperate plea against the outcome. "But—"
