"They should be from the same clan," Apollo murmured to himself as he observed the old man. "They did mention their clan hosting this Ten Clan Assembly."
He recalled his earlier clash with the battle-hungry woman, noting the raw, overwhelming physical power she displayed. The Titania Clan... they seem to have the blood of legendary titans running through their veins, he thought, his gaze lingering on the old man. That would explain the absurdly strong bodies he had already experienced firsthand.
The old man's presence seemed to command the respect of the entire arena. His weathered face and towering physique were evidence of countless battles fought and won, and the subtle yet potent aura surrounding him told Apollo that this was no ordinary elder. He was likely one of the Titania Clan's strongest, a true powerhouse.
As the crowd hushed in anticipation, the old man finally spoke, his voice a deep, rumbling sound reverberating through the arena.
