The darkness in front of Jacob suddenly breaks into a blinding light.
"Yaayyyyyy…"
"Fuck him…."
"Bastard, I bet on display four, and that guy was on a winning streak, yet now he lost!"
Jacob was shocked when loud noises buzzed around him like a thunderclap and found himself standing in an enormous lobby.
In the center of this lobby were ten gigantic displays showing ten different pairs of people fighting, and there were different numbers showing on each screen.
The most shocking thing was the entire place was packed with people, and their exact number was impossible to imagine. The even more strange part was that despite standing quite far from the display when Jacob focused on a fighting scene, he felt like he was looking right at it from a very close distance. He could even feel the magic flowing in the air.
"Welcome to Dark Battle Arena Lobby, Iron Warrior Dictator!"