Eratz stepped into the field, his footsteps echoing across the massive arena, which seemed to stretch endlessly around him.
He glanced up, his eyes widening as he took in the sight. A sea of people, almost vertiginous in its sheer number, filled the seats, their cheering like a deafening roar that echoed in his bones.
Projector lights shone brightly from every angle, and above, the night sky was visible, stars twinkling.
Fireworks exploded on either side of the field as Eratz made his way towards the center, each boom reverberating in his chest, leaving him feeling slightly overwhelmed.
He realized this was what it felt like to be on top, to be standing in the limelight. This was what the peak looked like.
His eyes wavered, the intensity of the moment almost making them shaky. He pushed down the trembling within him and kept walking, his posture firm, his head held high as he stepped into the spotlight.
