As I sat in the platform watching the duel, my heart raced in ways I could barely comprehend. The sight of him—ZeroVeil, everyone's new favourite sensation, who had taken the stage like it was his birthright—was all I could focus on.
It was him under that hood.
I couldn't deny it anymore, no matter how much my mind tried to rationalize it. The way he carried himself, the way he moved so effortlessly, so powerfully—it all screamed of someone I'd seen before, and now my suspicions were proven to be right as it was none other than ZeroVeil.
"Why is he here?" I murmured under my breath, gripping the edge of my seat.
"Hmm?" Princess Morgana glanced at me curiously from her place beside me.
I forced a smile. "Nothing, just... thinking about his fighting style. It's very unique."
She tilted her head, her piercing blue eyes studying me for a moment before turning her attention back to the arena.
