Bab 44: Brave man

The arena was eerily quiet now, save for the murmur of the crowd as they whispered amongst themselves, trying to make sense of what had just transpired. Mesuna stood in the middle of the battlefield, her armor catching the sunlight, her dark hair gently swaying in the breeze. Her sharp eyes were fixed on the empty space where ZeroVeil had stood moments ago.

"Gone again," she muttered under her breath, her lips curling into a small, almost imperceptible smirk.

The announcer, standing nervously on the sidelines, cleared his throat and raised a piece of parchment. "Ladies and gentlemen, it seems Lord ZeroVeil has left a message!" His voice cracked slightly under the weight of everyone's attention.