William looked at Elara who continued without looking back and soon she was vanished from arena, 'I hope she don't take it to heart' , he thought as he looked at leaving Elara.
Azaraelis floated gracefully down to the center of the arena, her aura commanding silence as she looked at the three finalists: Lila, Misty, and Nia. Her piercing gaze settled on each of them in turn before she spoke, her voice carrying across the arena.
"Who would have thought," she began, her tone laced with amusement, "that the three finalists would be the ones who have only recently joined our ranks?" She looked around at the other participants, some of whom sighed, their defeat weighing heavily on them. They had been seasoned warriors, expecting to make it to the finals, but the newcomers had proven their strength and adaptability.
