The doors of the gathering hall closed up. Right before them was a large row of steps. Under the indications from the staff members, the hundred over participating assassins from the various squadrons proceeded to take a seat. It'll be false to say if one wasn't nervous, as a vast majority of the people were looking in all directions, whispering into the ear's of one another or pretending to be bored, in order the relief the anxious and nervous feelings present in their hearts. The hum of the whispers sounded akin to the buzzing of flies as they resounded within the gathering hall. Being the first arena of the 2nd elimination round, the results of this arena was exceedingly essential and crucial for the morale, total points and other various aspects of the squadrons. Under such pressure, there truly weren't many that were genuinely able to maintain a calm and collected heart.