The crowd roared as Ren Kagu and Cecilia Slatemark stepped onto the grand stage.
From the VVIP box, Valerie leaned forward, watching intently. "This will be interesting," she murmured.
"Interesting? This is going to be one-sided," Leon scoffed, swirling his glass. "Ren's a White-ranker. Cecilia's still high Silver. No matter how talented she is, the gap in mana density alone makes this unwinnable."
Li Zenith smirked. "Perhaps, but never underestimate a witch."
Down in the arena, Ren Kagu cracked his knuckles, his posture relaxed. His violet eyes gleamed with power, his God's Eyes seeing everything—every twitch of Cecilia's fingers, every fluctuation of her mana, every micro-movement that betrayed her intent.
