CHAPTER 61 — "THE SHADOW DOES NOT NEED ANNOUNCEMENT"
The arena roared.
Not the chaotic roar of panic.
But the heavy, rolling thunder of expectation.
After the collapse of Frostcloud Academy's Frost Domain, the audience had not calmed down—not even after three full hours. Every match that followed felt smaller, duller, lacking the same sharp edge.
Because everyone was waiting.
Waiting for Azure Dragon Academy again.
Waiting for that team.
Waiting for that calm, dangerous boy who had barely spoken on the stage.
The announcer's voice boomed across the Grand Arena of Dragon Turtle Academy.
"—AND NOW, THE NEXT MATCH OF STAGE TWO!"
Spiritual amplifiers flared.
"AZURE DRAGON ACADEMY—"
The crowd exploded.
Cheers. Shouts. Name-calling.
"And their opponents—CRIMSON SABER IMPERIAL SCHOOL!"
A noticeable shift passed through the stands.
CRIMSON SABER
Not famous for talent.
Not famous for prodigies.
But infamous for preparation.
For formations.
For killing momentum.
