This was, in fact, a large, open-air gladiatorial arena!
What greeted their eyes were towering spires and giant rocks.
On the surrounding stone pillars stood massive dragon beasts, roaring fiercely, exuding an overwhelming, majestic presence that hit Orion and the others with a powerful force.
The atmosphere was one of awe and shock.
Orion and his group were positioned at the highest and most esteemed spot in the arena.
A deafening roar!
Jorik, standing at the window, let out a roar.
This dragon's cry seemed like a signal.
In the next moment, the entire arena erupted in a cacophony of roars and cheers. Among the crowd, not only were there half-dragons, but also many other races, such as Beastmen, Gnomes, and Boarfolk. Orion even spotted figures from the sea races.
These were the spectators, gathered to watch the show and take part in the betting.
The atmosphere reached its peak with every beastly cry.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the performance is about to begin!"
Roar!
