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The cheers from the previous round had hardly died down when the tournament announcer called for the next match. This time, Dabi would face Leonel's older brother, Ivar Vantore, who was known for his brutal combat style and skillful use of elemental magic. The Vantore family's reputation for ruthlessness preceded them, and Ivar was no exception.
In the VIP section, Reniel Vantore leaned forward with a satisfied smile. Leonel's and his loss had been embarrassing, but Ivar's power was far greater. This was the Vantore family's chance to reassert their dominance and humiliate Dabi in front of the entire arena.
The crowd watched with bated breath as Dabi and Ivar took their positions in the arena. Dabi could feel the hostility radiating from Ivar's gaze, a silent promise of what was to come.
"Ready to be crushed, commoner?" Ivar taunted, his voice dripping with contempt.
