The Announcer snapped his fingers.
Camber flinched.
Then exhaled.
"You've got one fight ahead of you," the Announcer said. "Any final words?"
Camber didn't blink. "No."
A pause.
The Announcer laughed. "Perfect."
He twirled the mic again.
"Next."
The screen began spinning again. This time slower. Weighted.
Elias's heart picked up. Not fear—just tension.
He didn't recognize half the names flashing past. But he knew what came next. And when the screen stopped again—
He wasn't surprised.
Ravel Cyn
Affiliation: Primed Epics
Status: Confirmed Enforcer Tier
Soul Energy: 125
Ikona: "Necklace"
Human Skill: Vessel Drag
Ikona Skill: Spinebite (1/5)
Ikona Tree: Threaded Marrow
The Announcer's voice lowered.
"Well now."
The air grew denser.
"We've got a Primed Epic on the field."
Elias's eyes widened.
