In the blink of an eye, it was dawn, the day of the finals.
Lisben Island, Pu Aiji Kingdom, Kairo City Duel Arena.
Sunlight beat down fiercely from above, not a single cloud in the sky; dust rose in the arena like wisps of smoke, and the spectator stands were packed to capacity. On the separate Noble's viewing platform too, there sat many nobles.
It was clear that the match had not yet begun, everyone was chattering away, waiting—waiting for the arrival of a certain important person.
As the sun climbed higher, tracing a path across a corner of the sky, the temperature surged abruptly, and the crowd started to simmer like water boiling in a bronze pot.
In a moment, the simmering could no longer be contained, and everyone rose to their feet, craning their necks toward the distant Noble's viewing platform.
