After finishing their meals, the members of team 7 headed toward the duel grounds. The large, open-air arena had been set up specifically for sparring matches, with reinforced barriers and observation platforms for onlookers. And there were a lot of onlookers.
Word had spread quickly. Soldiers, cadets, and even a few junior and senior officers filled the viewing areas, eager to watch the match unfold.
Well, most of them weren't here for the fight itself—they just wanted to see what the leader of the fastest-promoted cadet team was truly capable of.
In the center of the arena stood two figures. One of them was Darren, exuding overconfidence. In his mind, the fight was already won.
To him, this was just a chance to prove that Reid and his team were nothing more than entitled rich brats—or at least, that's how it seemed on the surface.