The atmosphere that night was quite different compared to the previous days during the competition. As Leva walked towards the arena, there was the sound of a traditional orchestra consisting of drums, flutes, and harps. Yes, it's similar to that striptease show, but the music is faster and more upbeat this time.
"Leva! Leva! Leva!"
"Ivan! Ivan! Ivan!"
The screams were deafening. However, as usual, Leva didn't care and focused on the arena.
"Leva, kill him!!!" Only that one sentence caught Leva's attention. It turned out that Brie was encouraging the red-haired girl with a manly version of her voice. The woman was so excited, I could see the protrusion of the veins on her neck and forehead.
Leva just shook her head and entered the arena. This time the place was dimmer, as the only lighting came from a few tall torches stuck around.