[All the teams are here! We shall commence the second round: Spoils of War!]
Another round of applause meshed with raucous cheers made waves in the coliseum; simultaneously, the magic arrays shimmered and revealed distortions on their surroundings.
Elliot squinted as he glanced at how the panoramic view of people shifted to lush verdant surroundings. From its overarching canopy had rays of congested light beaming the forest floors.
Soon, the humid and frigid winds howled, swirling through the moss-covered woods, and brushed against his skin. He looked around, and his members were stationed. Their eyes scoured the surrounding as they stood beside the gleaming chest.
Inside the chest were the monster cores of varying colors. Elliot knew the brighter the color, the more points they could accumulate.
Elliot shut his eyes as he read the wind direction.
'I can hear subtle movements.'
