The crowd's cheers filled the air with fiery passion. The early hour of the day didn't stop them from flooding the arena. This round of the tournament required two fixed towers, which is why a large open air arena in the city below had been chosen as the location.
Hex accompanied his team toward their end of the field. The size of the field felt surreal. A field with a few hundred meters in diameter? Unless they hosted 'capture the flag' each week, this place wouldn't have much use.
"Saint Tectonic is as great as proclaimed," Sterling whistled, his eyes darting all over the place. The noise from the stands became more of a distant buzz as they approached the two-story tower. For some time now, Hex had noticed the seats directly behind the towers being empty.
