"Is it really necessary to come here just to watch a duel between two underclassmen?"
Mary's voice carried a hint of exasperation as she pushed forward, struggling alongside Callum to squeeze through the densely packed rows of spectators.
The audience, a sea of Eldora Institute students clad in their formal uniforms, filled every available space. Among them, there was hardly a soul who wouldn't recognize the two of them if they were to reveal their faces. That was precisely why they kept their hoods pulled low, anonymity was their goal.
And they weren't just avoiding unwanted attention; they were ensuring that no one knew they were here. Speculation, rumours, unnecessary whispers, none of it was welcome.
"A duel proposed by a LORD's candidate. Doesn't that strike you as odd?" Callum countered, his sharp eyes spotting two vacant seats up ahead, perfect for an unobtrusive view of the match.
