[Arena.]
"Seems that round goes smoothly, Okay! Let's see the next teams." Davy announced, his magically amplified voice echoing across the stadium, though a trace of underlying nervousness was beginning to crack his professional veneer.
Everyone turned to the screen, as Hitachi's name appeared on it in bold, crimson letters. The crowd murmured. Then, Blade from the Eagle Academy was drafted, followed by four other members from the Sword and Eagle academies each, making a fragile, highly volatile alliance of ten students.
Other teams were rapidly mentioned by the system, and all the drafted teams stepped forward onto the glowing teleportation arrays.
Davy moved his sharp gaze over the tense students, and nodded his Head, signaling the system to initiate the transfer: "Okay!! Please step into the battlefield."
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[First Battlefield.]
