"You are indeed strong, but I am far stronger. That is an undeniable fact."
Those words were like a knife piercing Nathan's chest. His confidence and pride felt as though they had been torn to shreds.
"Arrogant!" he growled.
Boom!
A black aura erupted from his body and shot into the sky.
The atmosphere instantly turned tense. Even the spectators in the stands could feel it.
"Oh? So he's finally getting serious?"
Hector's eyes sparkled.
"Hahaha! I knew it! Young Master Nathan wouldn't just lose like that! Come on, defeat her, Young Master Nathan!"
A Viscount family head from Cedric's camp shouted in support.
"Come on, attack!"
"We're confident in your victory!"
Voices of support echoed throughout the arena once more.
Evalyn's supporters certainly weren't about to be outdone.
Under Luke's leadership, along with the core members of the Lionheart family, they also began cheering for Evalyn.
In an instant, the arena was filled with shouts from both sides.
