The tournament was over, and with its end came a silence so absolute it felt heavy.
Just hours ago, the grand stadium had been a living, breathing entity. It had roared with the voices of a hundred thousand spectators, vibrated with the kinetic impacts of legendary warriors, and practically hummed with the sheer volume of ambient mana being discharged into the air. Now, it was nothing more than a colossal, empty shell of concrete and steel. The massive holographic screens hovering above the arena floor were dead, black glass reflecting the dim emergency lighting.
