Rufus was stunned when he saw the condition of the flying vehicle as it was approaching the Arena.
It had caught fire and released a dense amount of smoke that covered its entire appearance. The mana pulse it was releasing made it abundantly clear that it was going to blow up.
"Who the f…"
Rufus and the panel of Grandmaster rankers were about to make their move when an overwhelming presence shrouded their psyche. They stopped in their tracks and looked at each other before dropping to their knees in unison.
"Let me handle it."
A simple command. A serene voice that was neither too dominant nor too servile.
Everyone in the immediate vicinity froze in their positions. They stopped what they were doing and looked up. A single man appeared in the sky and intercepted the flying vehicle's projected trajectory.
He raised his hand and it seemed like everything had come to a standstill.
'A Sage!'
