The arena's mood peaked with joy and excitement as the last of the contenders took their positions, summoning their elemental weapons.
Lassim's heart raced with joy, his focus jumping between the different fighters, each displaying their unique weapons.
He saw some fairly interesting and unique ones too, like one person wielding a two handed weapon that looked like a giant palm leaf.
Another person didn't have any weapons, but a fiery red cat was sitting on their shoulder. They gently stroked it's fur as it purred and rubbed it's whiskers against their face.
Next to that person was someone playing a light and energetic tune on a harmonica, like they were just enjoying the moment. There was no mana infusion being channeled through the instrument at all. They were happy to play this random ditty to set the mood, it seemed.
