In the bustling thoroughfares of Gella, a vibrant ring emerged, akin to the ancient colosseums of yore, sparked by the insatiable curiosity of its denizens.
Even here the arrival of the raven-tressed youth before the golden-haired counterpart, spectators instinctively carved out a berth, segregating themselves in anticipation of the imminent clash.
As though the very essence of dread itself had descended, every inhabitant of the city proceeded with utmost caution, as if the specter of a demon loomed over them.
The valiant youth, undaunted by the haughty airs of his adversary's social status, stood resolute, refusing to bow his head. Yet, his defiance merely stoked the flames of contention, and the subdued whispers of the crowd fell silent abruptly at the unforeseen disruption.
Thud!
