"Someone didn't spare any expense when creating this place." Michael whistled, seeing the newly constructed arena.
"This is certainly bigger than expected." Ava admitted.
Once they entered, they saw that there were several thousand soldiers eagerly awaiting for the battles to start. Of course, this whole fiasco had been made possible with their help. The ones that wanted to see the fights live were ready to pay a great sum of money, even if it cost them their whole salary.
Having the chance to see Masters duel was a rare opportunity, and they hoped they could learn a thing or two.
Unsurprisingly, there were a lot of reporters ready to record the exchanges. With the recent alien invasion, the global interest in Triton's affairs had reached an all-time high. And where there was fame, there was money.
The members of Base #1 were stationed near the other single-digit bases.
"Nervous?" Michael asked the members of his faction.
