Chapitre 112: You're not interrupting anything

The sun hung high in the sky, casting a warm glow over the arena. The air buzzed with excitement and chatter as Zaya stood triumphantly after her swift and decisive victory over Thuram. Her dark magic had decimated her opponent and even left a portion of the stadium in ruins. The crowd's applause was thunderous.

The principal stepped forward, raising his hands for silence. "That was a spectacular fight! Zaya, your skill and power are truly remarkable," he praised, his voice echoing through the arena. "Tomorrow will be the final day of the tournament. Until then, you may all rest and prepare. You're dismissed for now."

As the crowd began to disperse, I turned to Lise, feeling a mixture of excitement and apprehension. "Let's go check on Thalira," I suggested. She nodded, and we made our way toward the infirmary.