[Event] [Dolphian Kingdom Under Ruins] [4] Alvara's Plants

In the stadium where the trimester exam unfolded, a profound silence hung heavy. Merely five minutes had elapsed, and already, the clash between Group D and Group E had concluded.

Within Group D, it was solely Alvara who had engaged in combat from start to finish. Seated calmly, she remained unperturbed, poised upon a meticulously crafted chair fashioned from intertwining vines, its design and hues a testament to its beauty.

Behind her, her companions could do naught but anxiously observe Alvara's mastery, mirroring the tension felt by the surrounding spectators. Only Allen seemed smiling proudly.

"Only a fleeting five minutes..." Alvara's voice, like a melody, resonated as she twirled her umbrella. "Yet squandered on such a lackluster display," she remarked, punctuated by a cute chuckle.