The three of them sat awkwardly, unsure how to socialize in this unfamiliar environment filled with William's powerful summons and warriors. It was hard to feel at ease among such seasoned and fierce competitors, but they knew their skills had earned them a spot here.
As they waited, the tension in the air was palpable, each of them mentally preparing for the battles that awaited them at dawn.
The night before the first match was thick with anticipation. Everyone knew that when dawn broke, the tournament would begin, and the fierce competition would ignite.
Elara sat in silence, her sharp eyes scanning the room, her thoughts focused on her upcoming match against Ryan, the red-haired swordsman. She knew little about him beyond his skills with flame-infused swordsmanship, but that didn't worry her. She had faced countless opponents, both more and less powerful than him. To her, this was just another step toward reclaiming her title as Hero and proving her worth to William.
