While the crowd was going crazy to see the candidate, no one was more curious or excited than the prefecture lords. Even Isaac thought past his current misery to carefully examine the quadrant's candidate.
"Normally, the quadrant never reveals their candidates until the quadrant finals every ten years. Yet, nearly every time, all eight private candidates make it to the final round of the Mortal Championship! So, today is a rare event, a chance to see one of the strongest mortals in the entire West Quadrant!" Slazza declared, helping the common crowd understand the weight of the exhibition a little bit more.
"Now, here he is! The quadrant's private candidate!"
Entering from one of the tunnels, a young human man stepped out. He wore a slight smile but didn't seem particularly enthused to be there. His clothes were normal. There was no sense of luxury or power coming from the young man, whether in his clothes or his demeanor.