Future Problems

Sir Cedric Ironheart, relieved to be free of his tense standoff with Kaldarix, sheathed his sword and retreated from the stage.

Meanwhile, in the center of the arena, Akun approached the kneeling Kaldarix. A faint green light emanated from his hand as it hovered over Kaldarix's head. Akun healed the damage inflicted by Kaldarix on himself when he attempted to look at the stats of a demigod, restoring his sight.

Kaldarix blinked, his purple eyes losing their golden tint as he refocused on the figure standing above him. Uncertainty and a flicker of fear clouded his gaze as he met Akun's calm stare.

"Go," Akun instructed gently, his voice carrying a hint of underlying authority. "Find a seat amongst the others."