"A one-to-three ratio of Miracle Power."
"Us, we can possess Miracle Power?"
"If so, we might actually have a chance to win."
"......"
The slaves burst into excitement upon learning the news that the arena would equally distribute Miracle Power, their hearts throbbing with excitement, for it signified a hope of leaving this place.
But the reality was that they were thinking too highly of their chances.
"ROAR!!"
The monster's roar echoed through the arena, where space had been folded to create an endless expanse of land allowing them free rein to exhibit their abilities.
But it was far from spectacular, as no one would refer to a one-sided massacre as a battle.
"Misusing the Miracle Power."
The first battle in the arena didn't attract many spectators, most of whom were the slaves permitted to watch together.
But at this moment, not a hint of excitement remained in their hearts.
"The gap is too wide."
