Seven o'clock sharp.
The final of the Stargazing Festival has begun. The Imperial Arena is packed to the brim, and tickets are priceless; even having money doesn't guarantee you can get one. It's either a lavish spender or someone with overwhelming prestige who can attend.
The sixteen immortals competing from all over the world are about to make their appearance, receiving the review from the highest authority of the Royal Court.
Backstage at the arena.
The noise outside is extremely loud. Ben Azhu exhales, incredulous at how something unattainable came effortlessly.
"Damn it, damn it!"
Even someone as well-traveled as Ben is now facing the Royal Family, the First World's Royal Family! Unlike those tiny kingdoms, this is the real thing—a monarch whose anger could cause the death of millions.
Unable to calm his inner excitement,
Wesker's reasoning suggests there's a significant likelihood the Overlord Descendant is genuine. This could be a major event.
