Jaxyn fell to the ground, barely conscious, his body battered and burned, no longer able to stand.
Stunned by what they had seen, the audience went silent for a moment before bursting into a chorus of whispers and applause.
The commentator's voice finally broke through—"WOW! I didn't even get a chance to do my commentary! What kind of insane battle was that?! Lioren Varkhali wins!"
Jaxyn sat on the chamber's bench with his head down and his hands balled into fists.
He wasn't angry—just disappointed.
He had fought with everything he had, but in the end, he couldn't match Lioren.
Meanwhile, Arvian's Rotten Heart pulsed with excitement, as if something it desired was finally falling into place.
After a short break, the next match was announced.
"Astrea Nyxbourne vs. Rhaizen Velmire!"
Astrea stepped into the arena, her golden cloak swaying as she gazed at her opponent—a tall student wielding twin greatswords.