The final hour of the trial had begun, and the tension in the air was almost palpable. The crowd, who had been on the edge of their seats since the trial started, was now itching for the conclusion. Who could blame them? The participants had already delivered some incredible performances.
The competition between the seven participants was locked in a fierce battle, but with most of the lower-ranked beasts already defeated, the hunt had become increasingly challenging. The remaining beasts were elusive with their numbers dwindling as the clock ticked down, prompting them to compete on who could kill the remaining ones.
"Find your own spot!" Reno snapped, his voice low and dangerous as he glared at Kristan. The two had crossed paths at the base of a towering tree, where a Rank 3 Golden Mamba coiled menacingly around the trunk.
"I got here first," Kristan retorted, his tone icy.
