The Colosseum's cheers faded as Kale Ardentis walked down the steps. The arena's southern platform was cool, offering a brief escape from the burning heat.
His victory was absolute, leaving the spectators in complete disbelief. He felt the lingering gaze of the royal siblings.
Neo remained coiled in his shadow, conveying silent satisfaction. The small hydra played its part perfectly during the regulation.
Kale adjusted his headband, ensuring the gold mesh beneath was secure. He walked through the corridors, calculating the second trial.
A soft silk rustle echoed from the shadows. He did not stop, his green eyes tracking the figure.
Princess Aria stood under the columns, her crimson robes catching the breeze. Her red hair glowed, her yellow eyes watching.
"A magnificent display of craftsmanship, Master Kale."
Aria murmured, her voice carrying a soft warmth.
