Chad shook his head, trying to dismiss that strange feeling. He knew the battle was about to begin soon.
Once he entered the octagonal cage, he could fully enjoy his opponent's suffering, listening to the delightful cries of anguish and savoring the scent of blood that filled the air.
All of this was what he had been anticipating; he craved violence, thirsted for blood, and relished the fear and despair of others!
As soon as Chad thought of this, he immediately stood up and eagerly walked toward the passage.
The ace-level Beast Master who had greeted him scratched his head in confusion and said to the person next to him:
"What's going on? Chad seems a bit off today; I've never seen that expression on his face before."
Someone replied, "Yeah, it's a bit strange. Maybe he's worried about facing Charles?"
"That makes sense. Charles is indeed quite powerful; I wouldn't feel confident facing him either."