The next match was between Loxi and Sera.
The arena pulsed with life, a roaring sea of voices rising and crashing like waves in a storm.
The crowd had been waiting for this fight, and their excitement shook the very air.
Feet slammed against the stone steps in a steady, thunderous rhythm, while fists pounded against the metal railings, sending sharp clangs ringing through the stadium.
Every voice blended into a wild, untamed roar, a chorus of cheers, shouts, and chants that filled every corner of the arena.
Above, the sky stretched wide and open, painted in soft blues and streaks of white, but the peaceful scene above was nothing like the energy below.
Dust rose in thin clouds from the battle-worn ground, swirling around the two figures standing in the center.
The sun, bright and unyielding, cast long shadows behind them, stretching across the rough, uneven floor of the arena.
Loxi thrived in the chaos.
