As the Sand Sea School's team approached the core area of the arena, Ron suddenly felt a strong sense of unease.
The feeling was like an electric current surging from his spine straight to his brain, causing every nerve to frantically warn him.
This was no ordinary sense of danger, but a frenzied alert from a deeper level of intuition.
Something extremely terrifying was about to happen.
"Wait!"
He immediately halted the team's advance, surveying the surroundings for a suitable shielding point:
"We can't go closer, there's great danger ahead."
Edwin was somewhat puzzled:
"But all the other contestants are converging toward the core area, if we stop here..."
"Trust me."
Ron's tone was exceptionally firm:
"My intuition has never been wrong, we need to find a position that allows both extensive observation and relative safety."
He pointed to a natural barrier formed by dragon bones on the east side:
"There, we'll wait for the right moment there."
