Deafening applause, screams, and chants filled the air so violently that it sounded like the walls might crack. Outside, the tents shook with the same chaos. Even the fans watching on TV at home were screaming at their screens, clapping like lunatics.
"I don't know what I just listened to, but it was freaking insane!"
"Kyaaaaah! Kyaaaaah! Kyaaaaah!"
One fan fainted mid-scream, collapsing like a fallen soldier.
The chants began.
"Elena! Elena! Elena!"
"Pandemonium! Pandemonium!"
"Blaze!"
"Eros!"
"Night!"
"Thunder!"
The crowd became uncontrollable.
The hosts tried to speak but were completely drowned out.
Backstage, the other artists stared at the monitors with pale faces.
They didn't even feel jealous anymore.
They just felt doomed.
Blaze stepped toward Elena and offered her his hand.
He helped her rise from the piano bench like a knight escorting a queen.
