As the fight continued, the crowd in the infinite stadium found themselves polarized. They had watched so many battles through the ages, but nothing like this. The scale of power and emotion being unleashed between the True God and the One True King was incomprehensible. Yet, for all the brilliance and devastation, the crowd's focus began to shift to something far simpler: who should win.
In their hearts, many cheered for Astra, the True God. Her tears, her pleas, and her unrelenting determination to bring peace to the One True King touched something deep within them. "She's fighting for him," one spectator murmured. "She's trying to end his suffering. Isn't that mercy?"
Others, however, rooted for Umbra, the One True King: his indomitable will, refusal to yield, and fight for the sake of all existence proved his worth. "He's fighting for us," another said. "If he stops now, what happens to the worlds? Who will carry the burden?"