Amon looked at the last living thing inside this pit aside from him. The Steel-clad Titan was walking toward him. Like the altered beasts, the titan's instinct also warned it of Amon. It was a passive spirit beast, but if it felt a strong menace, it would not ignore it.
The spectators above watched the situation with silent fascination. They thought the trial had ended, only for a new participant to join.
The caretaker was as flabbergasted as the others, but his was even more so. As the pit's caretaker, he was involved with preparing the beasts for the trial. He had more experience with the Steel-clad Titan than most others.
"This… I have never seen the Steel-clad Titan make an advance without provocation."
"Maybe it feels threatened by a stronger opponent," His friend speculated.
