"O-oh…" Isolde muttered weakly. Her face slowly turned red.
She quickly looked back down at the floor, clearly embarrassed that she had jumped to conclusions.
Mira immediately burst into laughter.
"You thought he secretly memorized your number or something?" she teased.
Isolde's ears turned even redder.
"I—I didn't think that!" she said quickly.
Aria snorted quietly while Elion just chuckled and shook his head. She took a small breath and finally sat down on the bench beside them.
When the third-year students appeared on the battlefield, the atmosphere in the arena spiked again.
Their presence and posture alone made it clear they were also different from the first-year and second-year students.
Their movements were calm, their expressions steady, and the way they carried their bodies made it obvious that they had years of experience behind them.
Even before the fights began, the crowd seemed more excited, sensing that the battles were about to become far more exciting.
