The arena was still buzzing from Cruzer's dominant victory when the announcer's voice boomed again.
"Next match: Aria vs. Kaelen!"
The roar of the crowd intensified, anticipation building like a storm. Everyone knew this was a match to watch—not because of Kaelen, but because of Aria.
She stepped into the arena with the same quiet confidence as always. Her emerald eyes were calm, her posture relaxed, but the energy around her was anything but. A suffocating aura of power seemed to ripple from her very presence, making even the most arrogant spectators hold their breath.
On the opposite side, Kaelen rolled his shoulders, stretching his arms as if trying to shake off the pressure. He wasn't unknown—he had fought his way through the tournament like everyone else, proving himself with each victory. But standing across from Aria, he might as well have been invisible.
"Fighters ready?"
