"Found you, Blindy."
The words landed like a blade between Junior's ribs.
His heart didn't just skip; it stopped entirely for a single, terrible moment before slamming back into rhythm twice as fast as before.
His mind went into overdrive. Hundreds of thoughts stirred at once, each one clawing for attention.
'How is this possible?'
He could sense the lunatic from the battle stage.
The Frostflame user's mana signature was clear as day up there, visible and loud.
So how?... how was the same voice now breathing down his neck from the spectator stands?
'I can sense him from the stage. So how… how is he beside me?'
Cold sweat broke across Junior's forehead, tracing slow paths down his temples and the sides of his face.
His blind eyes darted toward nothing. His hands curled into fists at his sides.
"W-what do you mean?"
His voice came out thinner than he wanted.
"Do I know you?"
The hand on his shoulder slightly loosened as the other party laughed.
"Haha… hahaha."
