Roman Lionhart, though privately pleased by Klaus's bravado, wore the stern countenance befitting the lord of his domain. He discerned in Klaus's eyes a confidence backed by genuine strength, realizing that this was no mere caprice driven by the boy's youth but a deliberate display of resilience.
As the grandfatherly pride in Roman swelled, the lord within him knew he couldn't afford leniency in front of the watching multitude. The grandeur of the Lion Arena became an icy theater of power, as Roman increased the pressure emanating from him. The walls dividing the sections started to freeze, and frostbite began to trace patterns on Klaus's clothes. An invisible force sought to bow Klaus's head, a symbolic submission, but the boy resisted.
Unyielding, Klaus opened his Three Eyes of the Ten Eyes Mantra, countering the pressure Roman exerted. The struggle between grandfather and grandson played out in this silent battle of wills.
