บท 69: Appearance With A Bloodbath

In another city within the Hazorh Empire, the arena had descended into chaos—a free-for-all bloodbath.

Unlike the carefully organized tournament preliminaries in Yorg, this city's overseers, eager to be the first to send their top four participants to the Imperial City, had decided on a more brutal method. The rules were simple: the last four standing would advance. No restrictions, no mercy.

From the moment the battle began, it was clear that this was not a contest of skill but a massacre. Weapons clanged against flesh, magic tore through the air, and the very ground of the arena trembled under the weight of the violence. In the span of forty minutes, more than twenty participants lay dead on the battlefield, their bodies broken and bleeding into the dirt. Another thirty had been gravely injured, either unconscious or screaming in agony, littering the edges of the arena like discarded toys.