Chapter 26: I GOT TOO COCKY
The atmosphere in the arena shifted. The excitement that had gradually built over the last eleven matches suddenly gave way to doubt, confusion—and curiosity.
"Match Twelve—Stage One! Token 6, Logan Smith, versus Token 11, Varn Drayden!"
The crowd stirred.
A twelve-year-old boy?
Some in the gallery leaned forward. Others scoffed. Then came the murmurs from the viewing box and balcony.
"That’s Logan Smith?"
"Is this a joke? That’s a child, not a fighter."
"But isn’t Lilith Starwind also the same age?"
"You dimwit. How can you compare any passerby to Lilith Starwind? Who is she? The cream of the crop. Even legends would say she is a legend. Only twelve and already Tier Two. Four elemental affinities. She’ll most likely be the champion of this tournament."
From the noble balcony, Rovan Yale’s father, Marquess Yale, raised a brow. "Another Smith brat? Is the House that desperate?"
Zephyr’s father, Lord Albrecht, didn’t speak—but his eyes narrowed slightly as Logan stepped forward.