Mael leaned back on the bench, arms crossed, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. "Tch. Freaks, huh? Guess I should take that as a compliment."
Aurora just shrugged, uninterested. Joshua, still stretching his arms behind his head, chuckled. "I mean… she's not wrong. You're strong, but against us? You'd have to pull off a miracle."
Mael scoffed, but before he could fire back, a loud chime rang through the arena.
DING! DING! DING!
The giant screen above them flickered, shifting to a new message.
[NEXT ROUND: THE CHALLENGE MATCHES BEGIN!]
The crowd roared in excitement. The announcer's voice boomed across the arena, hyping up the next stage.
"Alright, folks! Now that our Elite Rankings are settled, it's time for the real action! Challenge matches are OPEN! If anyone thinks they deserve a higher spot, step up and fight for it! Who's got the guts?! Who's got the SKILLS?! Let's see some carnage!"
