The guy in the stands kept babbling, spinning his tall tale louder and louder, but Ethan didn't hear a single word of it. His attention was locked entirely on the arena and on Leo.
All Ethan knew was that Leo's skill was terrifyingly impressive. The lock-on alone was bad enough, but there was more to it than that. It radiated danger, the kind that crawled up your spine and told you that if this hit, you were not walking away clean.
