Calix, having emerged victorious, calmly walked off the stage, greeted by the exuberant cheers of his teammates. Their excitement was palpable, and they patted him on the back, celebrating the success of their team's first match. Meanwhile, James, showing sportsmanship, was ushered away by his teammates, already strategizing for the upcoming battles with the momentum slightly shifted against them.
The announcer's voice thundered once again, breaking through the anticipation in the arena. "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE EXCITEMENT DOESN'T STOP HERE! BRACE YOURSELVES FOR THE NEXT THRILLING CLASH BETWEEN TWO FORMIDABLE CONTENDERS! ELEANOR TON HARROW VERSUS WIKLAND IRONSTEIN!"
