The battles of the day raged on, the tension in the air so thick you could almost taste it. By now, it was the second round of the tournament, a critical stage where only the best would advance. The winners of this round would fight their way to the third, and those who emerged victorious there would claim their spots in the Quarterfinals. Only two fighters would stand tall in the end, which meant there was a good chance I'd end up facing Zeruel.
As I waited for my next match, I heard footsteps approaching. Turning around, I saw Johanne, her usual confident, handsome grin lighting up her face.
"Hey, Leon," she greeted, her voice smooth and casual, though her eyes carried a hint of something serious. "Hello to all of you too, ladies."
"Hello," Titania replied, her smile warm but guarded. Beside her, Trill remained silent, offering a polite nod. Yr, however, was out cold, her soft, even breaths the only sound coming from her.
