The arena roared with life. Cheers erupted like thunderclaps, and the sky lit up with colorful firecrackers. The excitement for the main round of the tournament was clear, the energy spreading like wildfire among the thousands of spectators who packed the seat and stands on side.
This was the moment they had been waiting for—the grand clash between the strongest contenders, the battle that would decide who would reach the final round at the prestigious Palace Ground.
Standing in the shadowy passage beneath the stadium, I let out a quiet breath, flipping a page of my book. The loud noises above barely reached me here, silent by the thick stone walls, but I could still feel the vibrations of the stomping crowd. It was chaotic above, but down here, it was calm—just the way I liked it.
