A storm of explosions bellowed at the center of the arena, rising with flashes of lightning and fire that soared into the sky, carving through the clouds as if aiming for the heavens—or so it seemed.
The entire place became wrapped in a thick cloud of debris, so dense that nothing could be seen. The aftermath left a deep, vibrating hum, as though the very thunder itself was belching from the earth.
The wind turned violent, blowing fiercely against the spectators, almost threatening to throw them off their seats. Many struggled to hold on. Several staggered away, tumbled down, but it was considered a light matter.
The coliseum, after the horrid gusts, fell into a heavy silence for a moment. Then a moment became two… then three…
The dust slowly flowed at the center, while everyone sat frozen in eerie silence, watching tensely. The fact that they could not see through the dust cloud only made the tension harder to bear.
