The battle between Dain, Riea, and the intervening Terry came to a halt. All eyes shifted to Aaron after his words about wanting to even the battlefield. Everyone watched closely, curious about his intentions and wondering if they would finally see him in action.
But unlike what they had expected, Aaron wasn't interested in fighting. Not yet.
With every gaze fixed on him, Aaron looked down at the black wristband around his wrist. His calm movement stirred confusion across the field, as no one could understand the reason behind his actions.
"Alright, buddy. You are up," Aaron said calmly, his voice steady and composed as he directed his words toward the sleek black band encircling his wrist, the accessory gleaming faintly under the distant starlight that pierced the vast emptiness of space.
