At the moment, within a lavish room not far from the coliseum, the person in charge of the coliseum is intently focused on the largest sand curtain in the room. The fine grains of sand on the curtain are of various colors, which when combined, create new hues.
From this sand curtain, a clear understanding of the ongoing match in the coliseum can be gathered.
"Why haven't they been caught yet?" The one speaking is a middle-aged man who seems to be approaching fifty years of age.
His name is Hu De.
"Five fox guards have already been dispatched and the defensive mechanism has been initiated. Capturing those three souls is only a matter of time. According to the intel from the three-headed dog guards, these three souls have never appeared before, they have no criminal record, and they're not considered dangerous." Beth, a woman in her twenties softly answered Hu De's question.
