Both of them arranged to meet at the arena. With each of them concealing their identities and not revealing their true self, Liz was unable to contact them both. This place isolated lower wavelength of voice transmission communication.
"Where's Garen and Accord? Are they not coming to such a grand event?" Liz leaned her arm on Dios' and entered into the arena with team Black Blade.
Her gaze secretly screened through the seats of participants in the arena, in hope to find her two best friends.
"This is the winners' grouping. If you want to find your two friends, you should go to the competing section. This is the place for experts that are due to enter the final arena," Dios burst into laughter as he shook his head as a reminder to Liz.