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The next day-
After the intense team battles, a new phase of the tournament arrived—the individual battles. This stage separated the elite from the strong, as each competitor would now stand alone, forced to rely solely on their abilities and instincts. For Dabi, this was an opportunity to test himself on a deeper level, without the support of his team.
The arena buzzed with anticipation as the contestants were announced, each stepping forward to the roar of the crowd. In the VIP section, the noble families leaned forward, eyes locked on the competitors. Reniel Vantore's gaze lingered on Dabi, his expression a mix of resentment and cunning.
Lady Althea Illyrian, sitting a few seats away, watched with quiet intensity. She seemed more focused on understanding Dabi's unique abilities than on judging his status as a commoner. Her interest hadn't gone unnoticed by others in the VIP section, including members of the Vantore family.
