The air thrummed with excitement as multiple students walked into the large amphitheater located east of the institute, covering such a large area that the actual fighting stage itself was easily as large as a football field.
Ezekiel was also excited, sporting a wild and anticipating grin on his face as he stared at the stage below him as though it were thousands of credits to him. Well, it kind of was.
He was dressed rather lightly, merely wearing a training garb that clung onto his body, accentuating the muscles that almost seemed to scream to be free of their prison. He might not have been as burly as the few students around him, but he definitely possessed the right amount of toned muscles a teenager his age should have.
His getup did attract quite a number of stares though, as most students couldn't understand why he would bother getting on stage with no defensive equipment whatsoever already worn.
