Somewhere within the arena, atop his own pillar of earth. Marcus' eyes widened, as his head snapped towards the massive holographic display.
"Jake Sandy."
"He's out already..."
Marcus's jaw tightened. His fingers clenched into fists around his sword hilt.
"Damn it."
The plan had collapsed in under five minutes.
He had paid the archer a good amount specifically to apply pressure on Moon throughout the entire second stage.
The point hadn't been to eliminate Moon, but wear him down, degrade his pillar's health, and push him out of the top ten rankings.
And now the archer was gone.
Marcus's eyes narrowed dangerously as he looked at Moon's side of the arena. Moon's pillar was untouched, not even a little scratch on it. His pillar's durability bar, displayed prominently on the arena's overhead display, was still at a perfect one hundred percent.
