"Let's go up," Darian said dryly. A multicolored aura flowed around his body. He jumped, floating through the sky toward the upper heights, side by side with Lucy and Lucius.
Vanh and the other two moved as well. The people in the arena also rose into the air, but without getting too close — just enough to not miss anything from that match.
Camille turned to the executioners, ordering them to hold position. Then, she grabbed an artifact and sent a maximum alert message.
'Open everything in preparation. Also, send a lot of people to record everything. They must film it from completely different angles, so there's no doubt about the authenticity.'
Her orders were simple and direct, because Darian had already instructed her on several procedures in case of emergency. She trusted him completely and carried out everything beforehand.
In the sky — or more specifically, in the mesosphere — just over fifty kilometers above the arena, six figures faced each other from a distance.
