Clenching his wooden rapier, Aether took a deep breath as he slowly made his way through the corridor that led to the center of the arena. He could hear the cheers were for his opponent.
Once he left the darkness and emerged in the arena, they stopped, completely replaced by insults, that is, until his opponent walked out; then the happy cheers resumed.
Aether rolled his eyes, staring at the cocky smile of his opponent. He knew he was confident, and he had every right to be so; after all, anyone can have trust in themselves and wish to win.
And with all the praise from the crowd, he didn't doubt that it gave him a huge ego boost. He was just going to have to see if he could prove himself.
He didn't know him; he had seen him around the Academy, but he had never really talked to him. The only thing was that he had noticed him looking at him, and his gaze felt filled with rage.
