Victor's defeat had completely changed the atmosphere of the arena.
Across the vast frozen field...
Only two figures remained standing.
Arthur.
Damian.
A faint smile slowly spread across Arthur's face as he rested one hand inside his pocket.
"So... what are you waiting for? Don't tell me you're scared now after watching your friend get his ass kicked."
The crowd immediately erupted.
Every student instinctively turned toward Damian.
Damian, however, didn't answer immediately.
His eyes remained fixed on Arthur.
'What the hell...'
'What kind of training did this guy go through while he was away from the academy...?'
He couldn't understand it.
The Arthur standing before him was completely different from the one he had fought during the entrance examination.
Back then...
Arthur had been talented.
Now...
He was terrifying.
Damian knew better than anyone how strong Victor truly was.
Victor wasn't some ordinary genius.
