Zeus and Roxana stepped into the arena, the loud buzz of excitement and chatter hitting them instantly like a wave.
The air was electric with anticipation, and Zeus couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise as he took in the scene. Hundreds of people had gathered, all with their eyes locked onto the fight happening below.
The arena was filled with murmurs, whispers, and occasional bursts of laughter. Zeus picked up on a few conversations as they passed by groups of spectators.
"How long do you think this one will last?" a young man said, leaning toward his friend with a smirk.
His friend chuckled, shaking his head. "I give him three minutes, maybe five if he's lucky. He's no match for her."
Another voice, more doubtful, piped up from somewhere in the crowd. "He's a five-star cultivator, though! He should be able to put up a fight, right?"
