The arena had been culled by Farren's rampage.
Dust lingered in the air as a scene unfolded below it. Noise permeated the arena, chants from excited members of the crowd, curses from members of nobility, and murmurs from the last twenty contestants left in the arena.
The nobility had a right to curse; today, two commoners of unknown backgrounds had turned Igaria on its head.
A mysterious man who had managed to leave a wound on the prince, and now a young boy who had demolished every noble who had tried to attack the former.
In the center of the ring, a blue aura encapsulated Farren and Caelith.
Caelith was being healed by the aura while the aura around Farren manifested in the shape of a monstrous-looking jellyfish.
If one gazed too long at the aura encapsulating Farren, they would feel an onset of trepidation, followed by an unnatural 'wrongness' about him. It seemed that the more you gazed at him, the deeper he gazed into you.
