The holographic screens crackled to life, blue light spilling across the arena as streams of data assembled in midair. Lines of code flickered, then settled into clear combat declarations.
Cadet Sophia – Second Year (E Rank)
vs
Cadet Soren – First Year (F Rank)
A second screen appeared beside it.
Cadet Jo – Second Year (D Rank)
vs
Cadet Cynthia – First Year (A Rank — Abnormal)
The air seemed to tighten as all attention was drawn to the platform.
Everybody had seen the way Soren wiped the floor with Goldsworth and the latter had been A rank.
Even though the rumors stated that soren was still injured from that fight, it was expected that he should wipe the floor with sophia.
A sharp mechanical tone rang across the arena.
— FIGHT —
Soren exhaled quietly and nodded to himself. With measured calm, he stepped forward, his walking stick tapping softly against the polished arena floor.
Tap.
Tap.
