Osalf, seated across from him, nodded in agreement, his brow furrowed. "They're about to start the second stage of the tournament. They're moving all the contestants into a single location, gathering them to announce the rules and relocate them to the grounds. It's the perfect chance to strike—cause chaos, disrupt their plans, show the kingdom's supporters just how fragile their grip is."
"And," another voice chimed in—Rui, who stood near the edge of the room, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, "if we ruin this historic event, we'll do wonders for our cause. People need to see that the kingdom isn't untouchable." He grinned, a spark of something almost wild lighting up his eyes.
