When the smoke cleared, Yasmine had been thrown far across the platform.
Her condition was visibly poor.
The prepared healers immediately rushed forward.
They quickly began treatment while covering her with a cloth and protecting her privacy from the crowd.
Meanwhile, hundreds of eyes slowly turned toward Kiara.
Disbelief.
Shock.
Fear.
Confusion.
The emotions were written plainly across countless faces.
For the first time, many spectators truly understood something.
They had underestimated both Kiara and her weapons.
By a tremendous margin.
Kiara looked around the arena.
Then smiled.
"Well."
Her voice carried across the battlefield.
"The results speak for themselves."
As she calmly turned and walked away, countless people arrived at the exact same conclusion.
None of them spoke it aloud.
But the thought echoed throughout the arena.
That woman was terrifying.
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