The winners of the judgment by combat gather

A towering fountain of blood gushed from the hole situated at the center of the large wide chest. It was like a whale shooting a fountain from its blowhole.

The arena was dead silent. Everyone opened their eyes wide, and many gasped while witnessing the final strike being delivered.

The last of the team representing the five nobles perished at that very moment. While the rain of blood fell on the large bear's body and the mist of blood dispersed, the ball of darkness floating in the sky descended to the ground.

The ball of darkness expanded until it exploded into a dark cloud. A woman wearing a smoke-like shadow cape walked out limping from the dispersing dark cloud.

The blood was still falling when from all sides and even corners of the arena could see the bear's body becoming brittle and crumbling from the weight of the large mass. The bear was in the process of becoming dust as it was dead.