The echo of the crowd's roaring faded gradually as the Empire official stepped back into the
center of the arena, his golden cloak fluttering like a regal banner. The crystal sphere floating
beside him pulsed with soft blue light, amplifying his voice until it rolled across the marble
terraces and into every corner of the coliseum.
"Competitors and masters of the Six Towers," he declared, his voice crisp and resonant, "the
quarterfinals are hereby concluded. Tomorrow, the semi-finals will resume at precisely noon. All
contestants are to be present and prepared at the Imperial Arcane Arena."
A ripple of chatter spread through the gathered crowds. Teams began to regroup, some huddled
around injured fighters, others already talking tactics. Healers in flowing white robes weaved
between competitors, mending wounds and dispelling lingering magical effects.
Velexaria, her expression cool as ever, turned on her heel. Her black and silver robe swept behind
