The Wind Dragon Monarch was on the edge of his seat as he watched the jagged ice break through the storm barrier, rapidly approaching the startled Galen within.
The Monarch's heart throbbed fiercely in his chest as he watched the ice draw closer to his only offspring—the future of the Windfall Kingdom.
Below, panic spread across the faces of Frostpire's teammates as they watched the scene unfold before their eyes. Galen had already forfeited the fight; according to the competition's rules, Nox was supposed to cease any further actions.
"If he goes through with this, he'll be eliminated from the competition. That's bad." Kaisy bit her finger anxiously, her face pale.
"Sniff… our luck is just too terrible. I thought with someone like him on our side, we'd finally have a chance at winning resources for our kingdom." Mira, the short girl who possessed unique ice skills that enabled her to heal her kind, was on the verge of bursting into tears.
