In the early morning, as the sun had just risen, Muria, holding a warhammer and riddled with small arcs of electricity and wind blades, emerged from a teleportation array. He had just engaged in a vigorous battle with a Gold Fourth Level Titan Teenager in the arena.
"Is Big Cat awake yet?" Muria tossed his warhammer aside and asked Cassio, who had already formed an illusory figure.
"Still sleeping."
"This lazy cat," Muria laughed and lightly scolded. But he didn't say anything more, after all Troy didn't have anything like a fighting agreement, being a little lazy was normal.
"Muria, you're about to breakthrough, right?"
"Yeah, I think I'm about to break through to the Gold Fourth Level." Muria nodded.
"So, are you ready for the battle with Michaela?"
"I can't wait." With the Fine Gold Mine in the courtyard in sight, Muria's golden pupils radiated a captivating charm. He looked forward to the forthcoming battle.
