Elliot could feel that the eyes of everyone were on him right now. A calm and hot wind bellowed, ruffling his brown hair and fluttering his uniform. The onlookers couldn't help but marvel at his existence. With his hands behind his back, he looked like an immortal standing at the peak of a mountain, looking down at the world in all its entirety.
"Fuck! Mom, Dad, I've seen it! I've seen it!!"
"It's the birth of a legend!"
"Thousands of soldiers but none can penetrate through him."
"He's a wall that won't fall for all eternity."
"He's a stronghold that can fend off an entire army.
"A tsunami that can overturn the land cannot submerge him."
"Destruction of the world cannot annihilate him."
"He is a divine Mountain, one that can shoulder the nine pillars of heaven and defend the land from the invasion of hell without using his hands or moving his feet!"
"He's a goddamn fucking legend!"
That marks the end of the tournament Arc!