'No, seriously... Who's interested in watching that kind of slow duel?'
He gazed at the spectators' red faces and eager shouts in disbelief as the question rumbled in his mind.
Was it because they were regular humans for most, and even the tiny speck of magic was a show they couldn't miss?
Then, why were the students sitting by him as impressed as them? Didn't they see their teachers conjure spells with a single word?
Already bored, he sighed as the two boys' spells clashed fiercely in the arena's center.
Hot gales blew the public's hair, and sparks illuminated their visions. But to him? Everything seemed like an amateurish performance he wouldn't spend a bronze coin to watch.
'Tsk. I can't enter my soul sea, or my puppet will disappear. I guess I can only use the chat box to spend time until it's my turn.'
Without wasting time, he opened his interface before a provocative smirk of absurd proportion split his face.
