As Von stepped off the arena platform, he glanced back at the assassin, who was still kneeling in defeat. "Next time," he called out, his voice carrying over the cheers, "don't mess with my guild. You won't like how it ends."
The crowd roared even louder at his parting words, their admiration for Nyx's guild reaching new heights. With fighters like Von, Frigid, and Horizon, it was becoming clear to everyone that this guild had made it this far through sheer strength.
The arena was silent as Horizon stepped forward, the final match of the round set to decide everything. This was the moment that would determine the victor—the last point that carried all the weight.
Von and the others watched from the sidelines, but none of them offered words of encouragement or even a gesture of good luck. They didn't need to. They knew what Horizon was capable of. Everyone in Nyx guild did.