Twenty three hours passed in the blink of an eye, and the time for battle arrived once more.
This time, only the top ten contenders occupied the floating seats.
The remaining champions had been relocated to observe from a safe distance, mere spectators to the unfolding clashes.
Some among the top ten wore faint, confident smiles, their expressions reflecting a quiet assurance in their abilities after thoroughly assimilating the fruits of their prior victories.
Unlike before, the seats were left unnumbered.
Instead, the selection screen now displayed the names of the participants, marking a shift in the solemnity of the proceedings.
The Overseer appeared once more, his expression stern and devoid of any trace of emotion.
His voice resonated across the chamber, carrying an undeniable weight.
