Whether in the Dusken Throne's camp or the Radiant Conclave's, a heavy silence had paralyzed the crowd. Their breaths caught in disbelief, eyes bulging in astonishment. Just moments ago... What had transpired made absolutely no sense. To anyone.
Just minutes earlier, even the Radiant Conclave generals were convinced they were about to lose this second match as well. But oddly enough, when defeat seemed certain, a twist made them question their own eyes, taking the duel in a drastic new direction:
Their opponents suddenly turned... inept. It was subtle at first—a delayed parry here, a mistimed dodge there, a sloppy sword swing, a misstep on the battlefield.
Then it became undeniable. The Dusken Throne fighters began dropping like flies, one after another, making blunders that went well beyond accidents or bad luck.
