The post-tournament celebration was loud, bright, and completely packed.
Every team, every official, and every fan who could afford a ticket filled the massive stadium. The awards ceremony was in full swing. Down on the central stage, Amara and the Free Territories stood under the spotlights, hoisting the heavy champion's trophy into the air. Nathan stood on the sidelines with his party, watching them. His ribs still ached, and his mana was tapped, but he smiled. Despite the loss, he felt proud. They had made it to the global finals. They had fought well.
High above the field, the referee's holographic orb-face flashed a giant, animated fireworks emoji.
"Congratulations to all our competitors!" the construct's voice boomed over the speakers. "This has been the greatest tournament in System history! And now, let the closing ceremonies begin!"
The crowd roared. Real fireworks exploded in the night sky above the open stadium. Upbeat music thumped through the speakers.
