The Spanish Leader might not have been paying attention to the fight, nor had the majority of the audience as they focused on the more important spectacle happening in the stands. But Corvus had been, as had a few others including one very bored looking demonic maid.
However for those that had been lucky enough to witness Woe's victory, it wasn't much more enlightening than the aftermath. In fact it brought with it even more questions.
All they had really seen was a massive arm, one that looked almost the same size as Woe's entire body, come flying out of the column of fire the Spanish subordinate had been spewing forth. It had deep black skin with hardened, white knuckles and bulging muscles that threatened to tear its skin apart. But that was all they could see of it.
