The air in the arena buzzed with tension as Seraphine and I sat, our eyes glued to the battle unfolding before us. Alex stood in the middle of the battleground, sword in hand, his eyes looking like it's witnessing his own death yet he stood stubborn firm. Across from him, Orcas stood unmoving, his massive body a symbol to raw power and unyielding dominance.
"I have to admit," Seraphine said, her voice filled with both awe and concern. "That man is a monster. He hasn't even used his weapons yet."
I nodded, unable to put my gaze away. "He's not just strong… he's impenetrable. Alex is giving it his all, but it's like throwing stones at a mountain."
Seraphine leaned forward, her brows furrowing. "Do you think Alex has a chance?"
Before I could answer, the crowd erupted into chants. "Alex! Alex! Alex!" Their voices reverberated through the arena, desperate to lift their hero's spirits.