Before anyone could delve deeper into their discussion, a loud clang noise reverberated through the area. Ty turned his head and saw Herald wielding a hammer and tongs, striking them together. Glitters of golden sand fell with each bang.
"Okay, everyone, center stage around me like before," Herald announced authoritatively as he set down the hammer. "We are going to continue where we left off, but when I finish assigning your teams, you will head off to get equipped with your weapons, armor, or whatever it is you normally fight with. From there, you will have 12 hours to focus and plan before you wake up in the first Arena."
As he spoke, the man next to him set up the projector again.
