Kapitel 180: Tournament Arc: Willow The Maiden (2)

"Be prepared, dear audience, to rise from your seats in exhilaration!" [MC]'s voice soared to new heights. "The moment is nigh as the [Tournament] unfolds its grand design!"

As his resonant proclamation filled the arena, [MC] cast a deferential glance toward Duke Aryan and [The Merchant], a silent acknowledgment of their eminent presence.

The ground beneath the spectators' feet trembled, the colosseum itself seeming to pulse with anticipation. In a spellbinding display, the once-uniform circular floor, bearing the weight of a hundred participants, began to shift and change.

The very earth quivered with an otherworldly intensity, a symphony of rumbling and crackling sounds reverberating through the arena. Beneath their feet, the colosseum floor, a circular expanse that once held the gathered competitors, seemed to stir with a life of its own.