Everyone was curious to see the mysterious glass tower, tall like a bridge leading to the heavens.
So, after a few minutes, the main square had all the participants.
"Well, well, before the Fifth Trial started, there were 900 of us, but now, there are barely 700, more like 600, right?" Ethan smirked, looking intently at Maris.
She had originally had the least amount of people and she seriously regretted it. Despite choosing absolute quality over quantity, she only had 30 people left.
Maris's face remained calm and cool regardless of Ethan's caustic comment.
"You've decided that's the best thing you can say in this situation?" Maris glared at him, "Let's better decide who goes to the top, though I see you've already taken one key."
Ethan nodded, "Sure, considering all the Princesses are required to go up too, there are only five seats left. Keep it simple, pick one strong fighter each, and I'll make two more selections in addition."
