The entire match had lasted maybe fifteen minutes.
Divine attention, which had been scattered across the hundred matches, suddenly converged on Ryan's platform.
{God of War has entered your viewing box!}
{Goddess of Strength is intrigued!}
{God of Destruction wants to see more!}
{Ancient Titan Prometheus is watching with interest}
The comments exploded:
[God of War: NOW THAT'S A FIGHTER!]
[Goddess of Battle: That final punch... incredible force concentration]
[Unknown: Did he just shake the entire arena with one hit?]
[God of Storms: I'm changing my bet. This one might actually win.]
[DaylithNight: Holy shit, is he even human?]
Jeren's eyes were now locked entirely on Ryan. His previous interest in Seth paled compared to the fascination evident in his expression.
