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(Next Day, The Battlefield)

The next morning, the sky was a brilliant shade of blue, with the sun hanging high at its peak.

The temperature was neither too hot, nor too cold, which made it a perfect day for the fight to be held.

The temporary arena, which had seemed so vast just a day before, now looked overwhelmed.

The stands were packed far beyond their intended capacity, with hundreds of thousands of spectators, crammed together, their collective voices blending into an overwhelming roar.

Many who couldn't find proper seats had fashioned makeshift viewing platforms—climbing trees, standing on rocky ledges, or even balancing precariously on wooden planks hastily set up above the crowd.

It was chaos. It was packed to the maximum. And throughout the collective consciousness, only one thought seemed prevalent– the battle was about to begin.

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