The following day, Nox followed the Frostpire team back to the grand coliseum. They had decided to sit in the spectator stands once again to observe the fights. The coliseum, just like the day before, was extremely noisy. Spectators were shouting at the top of their lungs, placing bets on who would win the fight. The match for today was between the Earth Dragons and the Lightning Dragons, so naturally, the majority of the people present staked their bets on the Lightning Kingdom to emerge victorious. What Nox didn't expect to see, however, was that even the Earth Dragon Kingdom had placed bets in favor of the Lightning Dragons. Though he wasn't part of the Dragon Kingdom, he felt this was blatant disrespect to their own young warriors who were risking their lives in this bloody competition. "To think even their very own kingdom doesn't have any faith in them. It must be very heartbreaking." A voice chuckled beside Nox, filled with amusement. Nox glanced to his side, only to find a figure draped in thick clothing, covering them from head to toe. Even their face was concealed beneath what appeared to be a hooded veil, obscuring their features entirely. At first, Nox narrowed his eyes, suspicious of this person. There was something oddly familiar about them, as if they had met before, but he couldn't quite place where. Their aura wasn't even particularly strong, which meant they weren't that powerful—or at least, they were concealing their true strength. Yet, after using [Analyze] on them, no information popped up. 'Strange. It must be one of those special concealment items,' Nox thought. He felt he might be overthinking things and that this could just be another Frostpire citizen. Shaking off his curiosity, he returned his focus to the arena, where the Earth and Lightning Dragons were being briefed about the rules. Seated to Nox's right were his teammates—Drake, Zara, Mira, Fenix, Kaisy, and Toren. Nox was at the edge of the row, beside the mysterious figure. Below, the match officiator seemed to have finished his briefing and walked back to a safe distance to observe the fight. Though he remained only a few meters away, he still needed to be close enough to properly oversee the battle. Nox squinted as his gaze swept over the Earth and Lightning teams, one after the other. Without a doubt, the two that caught his attention the most were the respective leaders of each team. Raziel Volatoris and Terrion Griviois. Raziel Volatoris was tall, with light blue hair that glowed faintly under the coliseum's lights. His deep-set electric eyes crackled with sparks of lightning, carrying an intensity that made it difficult to look away. His very presence radiated a sharp, unyielding dominance, as if the air around him was charged with raw power, making his enemies feel as though they were constantly walking into a storm. Strapped to his back was a massive greatsword, arcs of electricity running across its broad blade. Resting it casually on his shoulder, he studied the Earth Dragons with a confident smirk on his handsome face, as if he had already decided the outcome of the match before it even began. Then there was Terrion Griviois, the Earth Dragon. He was a stark contrast to his opponent—powerfully built, his sheer bulk making him appear like a moving mountain. His muscles were massive, larger even than Toren's, his arms thick as tree trunks. His grey hair was spiked backward, each strand hardened into sharp, rock-like formations that glinted under the sunlight, making his very head appear like a natural weapon. His fierce grey eyes locked onto Raziel with piercing intensity. The crowd roared in anticipation. The battle was about to begin. The match officiator raised his hand, signaling the beginning of the fight. Yet, before the Earth Dragon team could strategize, Raziel Volatoris took a step forward, lifting his greatsword and slamming it into the ground. FWISH! BOOM! Lightning arced across the battlefield, forcing his own teammates to step back. "I don't need any of you for this," Raziel declared, his voice echoing across the arena. "Stay out of my way." His teammates exchanged glances but obeyed, retreating to the edges of the battlefield. The Earth Dragon warriors bristled in response, their leader Terrion narrowing his eyes at the blatant arrogance. "I really hate the guts of you Lightning Dragons," Terrion said, clenching his massive fists. "Well, it's only natural to be arrogant, isn't it?" Raziel merely smirked, then shifted his gaze to the Earth Dragon Kingdom stand. "I mean, even your own kingdom doesn't think you'll win." Terrion remained silent for a while. What Raziel had said was the truth. He glanced at the Earth Kingdom's section and didn't even notice a single spark of confidence in their eyes. He gritted his teeth, and his eyes burned with determination as he muttered to himself like a broken record. "I'll prove all of them wrong." Filled with burning determination, Terrion was about to make his move, but before he could take a single step, Raziel, in the blink of an eye, had disappeared. Terrion's eyes widened! 'That speed! I couldn't even follow it!' Without wasting any more time, Terrion activated all his defensive skills. The Lightning Dragons' forte was speed, but the Earth Dragons' was defense! Maybe, just maybe, with his defensive skills, he could counter— CRACK! CRACK! BOOM! Terrion's thoughts were cut short as a crackling boom echoed across the arena. Before the Earth Dragon team could react, one of their warriors was already sent flying, his body convulsing as arcs of electricity danced across his form. Raziel reappeared behind another, his greatsword flashing in a downward arc. The unfortunate dragon barely had time to raise his arms before he was struck, a violent burst of energy sending him crashing into the coliseum walls. The audience gasped. "Two down," Raziel muttered, his voice cold. ... "Damn," from the audience stand, Toren gasped in fear and amazement, clearly impressed by Raziel's speed. Even Nox shifted uncomfortably, as he couldn't properly follow the Lightning Dragon prince with his eyes. "There's nothing to be surprised about." The mysterious figure beside Nox chuckled. "After all, the Lightning Dragons are known as the fastest beings in the Dragon Realm." The information was useful, but Nox didn't make any attempts to respond or engage in conversation with a total stranger who unsettled him. At the same time, in the King's balcony, King Dracos Frostpire wasn't paying attention to the current fight. Instead, his focus was fixed on an empty seat. It was the place the Lightning Dragon Monarch was supposed to occupy, but it was currently empty.