As Reeves and his entourage settled into their designated spot in the grand coliseum, the tension in the air was almost tangible. The group tried to steady their nerves, but it wasn't long before the Mysterious Swordsman broke the silence.
His voice was calm yet filled with an undercurrent of steel. "So, they've brought them," he said, his piercing gaze locked on the Valen Military Academy's representatives.
"Their usual trump cards," added the Dark Prince, his tone laced with disdain. "Old enemies. Rivals. And annoyances."
Kaelen and Morris followed their gazes toward the far side of the coliseum, where the Valen Military Academy's representatives stood in quiet confidence. Each of them exuded an air of power that made it clear they weren't to be underestimated.