In the Colosseum, aside from Nate Dawson, the remaining five summoning students stepped forward into the cage. Their intent to gang up on Zoe was clear.
The crowd erupted into boos.
"Shame on you! Five against one?!"
The summoning students ignored the jeers, focusing on their strategy.
"Damn it," said Ian Harper, one of the summoners. "If we all work together, we can bring her down. We just have to."
"Hmph, it's too bad we have a liability on our team," Wesley Grant said, glaring at Nate Dawson.
Nate, unfazed, took a sip of water and waved casually in return.
"Is your summoned beast really incapable of fighting, Nate?" asked Everett Holland, head of the summoning department, his brows furrowed in frustration.
"Director, if it could fight, I'd be the first one in there," Nate said with a shrug.
Everett sighed heavily. "Fine. Let's just hope they can surprise us."
