Amidst the throng of nearly a thousand individuals, chaos erupted. My disciples, our pursuers, and I darted through the masses, inadvertently amplifying the turmoil.
"Who had the audacity to strike me? Hold on! After them!" someone shouted.
Another voice yelled, "Apologize before you go!"
From a distance, I heard, "Who pilfered my coins? Halt!"
The entire tournament ground had devolved into mayhem. Everywhere I looked, people were brawling, chasing, and shouting.
By the time the elders arrived, their expressions registered pure disbelief at the pandemonium before them.
A booming voice echoed, "All of you, halt!" An elder's amplified spiritual energy reverberated through the air, momentarily freezing everyone in place.
Seizing the opportunity, another voice hollered, "Strike now!" The proclamation left many stunned, while a few opportunists took advantage of their immobilized foes to land a punishing blow.