All of the mortals stare at Axelby when he returns to the stands, but none can find any words.
"Hm?" Axelby raises an eyebrow, noticing all of the eyes on him, "Did he scuff my clothing or something?"
"How...?" Victoria murmurs, "How are you this strong...?!"
"Training," Axelby says, brushing off Victoria's question and turning to Ray, "Well, at this pace, this trial should be over quickly."
"Raigal, you're up next," Ray leans forward, having recovered a little, 'I could send Endless and Order in before Raigal, but I need to buy time so that I can recover, Marrin was merciful by not sending me into another trial, but I doubt they'll all be.'
"Got it," Raigal nods, leaping into the arena.
'Wise choice,' Order nods approvingly. 'Ray's in no condition to keep going. We can call the shots and make plans while he recuperates, but we cannot replace him in these annoying tests.'