The environment inside the Arena was tense. The Queen had a very displeased expression on her face.
"Is he really not going to come? Only one minute is remaining until the time runs out, and I don't think he will be able to make it to the stage, even if he is standing right outside the Colosseum right now," Sam thought as he and all the other audience continuously stared at the entrance gate.
Perci, on the other side, was getting really nervous at this moment, and he was continuously taking rounds of the arena.
"Am I really going to win this match? I never imagined that I would win this event so easily. Finally, I will receive the money to get my mother all healthy again. Thank you, God," Perci thought as he overjoyed inside his heart.
"What was I thinking, trusting that guy? A commoner?" Fiona cursed as she threw her wine glass towards the wall.