After Raye and Leon's final clash, a violent gust of wind tore through the air—
FWOOOOOSH—!!
Debris and dust shot upward, spiraling like a storm inside the arena. The force was immense—but thanks to the [Training Dome Artifact], none of it reached the spectators.
However, what it did—
Was completely shroud the battlefield in a thick, chaotic fog of dirt and smoke.
"..."
"W-What happened?"
"I... I don't know..."
"Is it over?"
"Huh? I can't hear... What the fuck? Hello? Hello...?"
"Shut up, man."
The students' voices echoed in confused murmurs. Some were standing. Some were frozen. All of them… were holding their breath.
They couldn't see a thing.
No silhouettes. No sounds.
Only dust.
The professors were tense too. Sariel, Ramiel, Charles... even those who usually kept their composure were silent now—staring at the arena without blinking, as if afraid they'd miss the moment something moved.
No body had appeared outside the artifact yet.
"..."
