"And the winner of this trial is—Stephenie from the Devil's Wing. Congratulations," Miss Vivian announced, her voice was firm but carrying a hint of disappointment as the magical glass around the battlefield dissolved.
The moment the words left her lips, the Devil's side of the arena erupted.
"STEPHENIE! STEPHENIE!" they chanted in unison, stamping their feet and clapping their hands, with their voices rising like thunder.
The sound bounced through the temple walls, filling the air with triumphant echoes. Stephanie herself stood at the center of the battleground, tossing her long hair back with a victorious smirk. Her eyes gleamed with wicked pride as if she had already claimed a throne no one had given her.
