In a large circular stand reserved especially for VIPs, a separate group of individuals sat in it.
The atmosphere looked quite strained from the outside as each individual who sat there held high authority in their respective races.
Amidst them, a fierce fight seemed to be taking place.
"Would you just shut up?" Bolthar admonished, his expression visibly irritated.
Lumin shifted his gaze towards Bolthar, "Oh, you are surely interested in exchanging blow hornheads!? Come, I'm right here!"
He remarked, increasing the intensity of his voice even more as his bright golden aura surged.
The orange hair let out a low glow as if waiting for the slightest push for it to burst out with uncontained power.
Always trying to act noble and fair, especially during battles and fights.
Lumin smiled, caressing the beard. His large beard was wrapped in ponytails which he caressed softly.
