"And now!" the hostess' bright voice rang across the entire coliseum, her amplified voice echoing from the enchanted speakers built into the arena walls. "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… our last match of the day!"
The crowd immediately erupted.
Even the people who had been casually chatting or moving around their seats suddenly focused their attention back toward the battlefield.
The woman raised her hand dramatically, smiling widely as she looked across the sea of faces filling the enormous arena.
Honestly, Elion did not think that the crowd could get any louder than it already was.
But between people who had come late, and those who had suddenly found the inner voice in them that they had never thought they had, the noise went up another hundred decibels.
"I don't think I need to explain why we have only a single fight for the seventh years!"
"YEEEEAAAAAHHH!" the crowd roared in agreement.
Everyone understood what that meant.
