The last figure from Gloria Academy finally moved.
The person in the heavy black coat slowly walked onto the platform.
The coat covered everything about the person: the face, body, even the shape of the shoulders.
No clear aura leaked out.
To most of the audience, it simply looked like a carefully hidden student.
Gray watched with the same bored expression he had worn through most of the matches. His arms stayed loose at his sides.
He was already prepared to end this one as quickly as the others.
But just as the distance closed.
Gray's eyes suddenly turned cold.
'…Peak Saint Realm?'
[…This… Gray… you…]
'…Jasmine?'
A sudden wave of wind swept across the platform.
Swoop…
The hood of the black coat was caught by the wind and pulled back in one clean motion.
Gray's heart froze.
Long hair fell free, mostly light brown, but now mixed with clear blonde strands that caught the light.
The golden locks from before were gone, replaced by this quieter half-blonde color.
