When Ethan arrived at the tournament arena, he was completely shocked. He had expected a huge space, but this was… something else entirely.
The sheer scale of the coliseum before him made even the most grandiose depictions in storybooks feel quaint. It was massive—an architectural marvel carved into the mountain itself, with high blackstone walls laced in gold and silver.
Hundreds of floating platforms orbited the main arena where he assumed all of the first few rounds would be conducted.
Ethan's gaze swept upward. Suspended all around were colossal projection screens, displaying live footage from many of the arena platforms and, of course, the central grand arena.
Above them, dozens of powerful mages and professors hovered, sitting in magical observation thrones like some divine tribunal.
