"Holy sh— err, H-H-Heavens!! Good gods, goddesses!! Are my eyes deceiving me?!"
Nathalie's voice boomed across the arena.
She rubbed her eyes repeatedly, as though trying to cleanse them of obstructions.
"No, no they are not!! Through some unheard of method, Daru Finnley hid the true identity of his blade behind the facade of an F-tier Omaru and has now revealed that he is the elusive and legendary novice Onimaru Kunitsuna!!!"
As her words crashed upon the crowd, a second wave of deeper, true realization struck, and the arena went mad.
But the ones who were truly losing their minds were the journalists. They had just stumbled upon what was probably the juiciest and most career-advancing scoop in the history of journalism.
The scouts were a close second, except for those sent by the Seven Sword Guilds.
Meanwhile, at the main stage, Skylar's smile grew colder.
