Each round in the tournament would be fascinating and brutal. The art of war could astonish and mesmerize people, especially wolves. All around me the stadium rippled with an electrifying tension, the air thick with anticipation as the crowd's murmurs turned to cheers, their eyes locked on the two towering figures standing at opposite ends of the arena. Two candidates for Gamma stood out amongst the crowd of 50 remaining warriors.
The wooden walls of the stadium tremble with the stomping of feet, their cheers and gasps echoing in the crisp air. It was a place forged for destruction, where only the strongest would emerge victorious.
