The robots stand about three feet tall, armed to the teeth with dangerous weapons. Small cannon guns are mounted on their shoulders, and rocket thrusters protrude from their backs.
For the first time in my life, I'm truly taken aback. I had always assumed this world operated primarily on magic, its very essence woven into nearly everything. But these machines defy that belief. They resemble Earth's technology, though faint energy radiates from their cores—likely some form of magical energy source.
"You will all be divided into four main groups," Mr. Aji announces, his voice carrying authority. "Since there are about sixty robots and roughly two hundred participants, we'll split you into four groups. Each group will take turns fighting all the robots. Now, listen closely, because there are a few rules to follow.