The amphitheater erupted in surprise and confusion as Astron's calm declaration echoed through the arena.
"I surrender."
The audience had been on the edge of their seats, expecting the duel to continue, especially after Astron's impressive deflection of Liam's advanced skill. Whispers and murmurs filled the air as the spectators tried to make sense of what had just happened.
"What? He surrendered?"
"Why would he give up now?"
"He was doing so well. I thought he had a chance!"
Liam stood frozen, his expression a mix of disbelief and anger. He had expected a drawn-out fight, but Astron's sudden surrender had caught him completely off guard. His blade wavered, the tension in his stance dissipating as he lowered his weapon.
In the stands, the more experienced observers nodded in understanding, recognizing the strategic brilliance of Astron's decision. Among them, Eleanor stood with her lips curved into a small, approving smile.
