"The Final Round begins!" Javier announced in a booming voice.
This time, neither Lucifer nor the Flamebanes made any move.
"Why do you have that cloth tied over your eyes?" Magnus from the opposing side asked.
"Isn't it obvious?" Lucifer shrugged. "I cannot see."
"A first-level Awakened Sage, and blind on top of that," Magnus sighed, facepalming.
Turning to Javier in the sky, he continued, "Warden Javier, can we request a change of opponent? He is too weak to fight even one of us. Please send Lyra El Thunderbane in his place."
"That is not possible, Disciple Magnus," Javier shook his head. "Once chosen, the participant cannot be changed."
"That will make this entire competition meaningless," Magnus protested. "Even the audience would not want to see us bully a weak blind man."
"Magnus is right, we do not want such an end to the competition!" someone from the audience shouted.
"Bring in Lyra El Thunderbane," another added.
"Remove Lucifer!"
"Remove Lucifer!"
