{Third Person}
Julia's gaze drifted more than once toward Alexander's table, though she was careful each time not to linger.
It was subtle—quick glances, easily missed by anyone not paying attention—but the tension behind them was unmistakable.
Each time her eyes returned to her own table, her expression grew a little tighter.
Not long after, movement stirred again at the edge of the clearing. Zarek and Rowan emerged from the forest.
Both were back in their human forms, their presence immediately drawing attention. There were signs of exertion—sweat, dirt, but neither looked weakened.
If anything, Zarek looked energized, his expression carrying clear satisfaction.
It did not take long for the outcome to be declared. Zarek had won.
The announcement was met with applause and approving murmurs. Zarek accepted it all with ease, his pride evident in the way he carried himself.
Rowan, as always, remained composed, offering no visible reaction beyond quiet acknowledgement.
