Kai, Elina, and Lina reached the coliseum grounds, where the grand tournament would take place.
The place was buzzing with excitement—banners fluttered, loud chatter filled the air, and crowds already gathering.
Lina looked at Kai, her arms crossed but a rare softness in her eyes. "Good luck, don't get yourself killed."
Elina grinned, throwing a fist into the air. "Kick their butts!"
"Language!" Lina snapped, shooting her a disapproving look.
Elina just stuck her tongue out.
Kai chuckled, shaking his head. "Thanks," he said simply, then turned and walked toward the massive building where participants were gathering.
While walking, he gave a mental command.
'Status!'
But nothing happened.
'Zer?'
Again nothing.
'Should have guessed.'
He sighed and shook his head.
The moment he stepped in, he was met with a sea of tamers—around a thousand, each radiating determination, nerves, or arrogant confidence.
Kai ignored it all.
