Ryuji stepped into the grand arena, feeling the weight of countless eyes upon him. The air was electric, charged with the anticipation of the thronging crowd. He paused for a moment, taking in the vast scene before him.
The arena was a colossal structure, its oval form carved from ancient stone, now weathered and worn by centuries of fierce battles and roaring spectators.
'Wow... this place feels so tense.'
Rows upon rows of tiered seating rose high into the sky, filled with an unruly sea of people. Their cheers and jeers melded into a loud noise that reverberated off the stone walls, making Ryuji's heart pound in sync with the thunderous applause.
Banners of countless colours and emblems fluttered in the breeze, adding vibrant splashes of colour to the stone-grey backdrop.
"I wonder if any will come back to see me specifically for the second round..."
