The Demonic Faction students had reluctantly returned to their viewing area. They were embarrassed, to say the least. They knew they had performed poorly, and to come in last place, they were essentially the laughing stock of the whole continent.
The Demonic Faction was one that was feared by all; both the Dark Faction and Light Faction had always hesitated to attack them because they didn't have confidence in beating them.
So how could they come out with a result like this? Entering, Brack looked at Sha Mo for a moment and turned his head away.
"I promise I'll do better. Right now, I don't deserve to be representing the Behemoth clan," Brack stated.
In the same vein, both Beret and Mantis had gone to their leaders and clan members to talk about what had occurred and try to figure out a way to improve it.
It was only Raze who was left with no one, since Alba and Anna had both left him here alone.
