Meanwhile, the final four teams took their turns on the stage. The crowd remained lively, cheering on the contestants and basking in the excitement of the tournament. As the last team completed their round, the audience erupted once more in applause, each person expressing their own predictions for the ultimate victors.
However, while many in the stands were caught up in the thrill of the spectacle, Gareth had already moved on from the present moment. His mind wandered into the near future, fantasizing about the substantial earnings that awaited him.
He could almost feel the weight of the gold coins in his hands, the jingling sound of riches that would soon be his.
As far as Gareth was concerned, it was only a matter of time before Turai took the tournament by storm, just as he had done on the battlefield moments ago.