"You all can start your battle now," the blob of slime announced, signaling the beginning of the fights. However, before anyone could even draw their weapons, some had already admitted defeat.
"I admit defeat." It was Asha. Nobody could see what was happening behind her mask, but they were all shocked that she had given up so easily.
Recalling her previous battle prowess, they understood that she stood a chance against Veylin, even if he was the son of the Young Monarch. Yet, she surrendered without a fight, disappointing not only the many geniuses inside the temple but also the numerous experts watching the battle from outside.
