The crowd outside the coliseum erupted in cheers, their voices rising in unison as they celebrated Infinite Twilight's victory.
Banners waved in the air, chants echoing through the streets. Amidst the jubilant chaos, Cassie and Roger exchanged worried glances.
Nearby, Tamara seemed unphased, her arms crossed, her masked face betraying nothing.
She knew better than anyone what kind of battle they would have once Rex was on the field.
On the battlefield, Sia dusted herself off, brushing debris from her shoulders. Her sharp eyes scanned the scene of destruction.
Beneath the rubble, Kaida lay buried, the aftermath of Rex's overwhelming power. Sia's expression remained composed, but her thoughts raced.
For someone to handle her so well was impressive, even unsettling.
"So there are others at this level," she murmured, her gaze lingering on the rubble.
