"They can control everything in here or what?" muttered Aiden, he just didn't understand how this was even possible.
It was like they could decide what they wanted to do with everyone in there. It was probably an impression, but it was still scary when thinking about it.
He didn't have any control over himself... once again.
It made him feel how powerless he was but he quickly suppressed that feeling as he arrived in the middle of an Arena.
Cheers resounded everywhere around him, as he glanced around in the stands, looking at all those people that were currently looking down on the 200 most talented awakeners of this generation.
And, it was weird to think that Aiden was part of them as he hadn't even been part of their world that long ago. But, he had still adapted quickly as he was now here, admired by many.
"Are you nervous?" said Olivia, as she appeared right beside Aiden's masked appearance.
It seemed like she was still teasing even in such a situation, pressure didn't seem to affect her at all as she could still tease and talk to her teammates.
"Why would I be nervous?" answered Aiden, even if he had some nerves running through his body.
There were many things that could go wrong here if his identity were to be discovered and he needed to make sure that no such thing would happen or else, who knew what would happen.
Then, as Olivia was about to continue to tease him, she was interrupted by a deep voice completely different from the voice of the dwarf from earlier.
If Aiden were to describe, he had to say that this voice was heavier or more powerful, he wasn't sure.
But one thing was sure, the owner of that voice had to be powerful, much more powerful than any other person Aiden had seen yet.
"Are you ready?" exclaimed the deep voice, as the environment around Aiden seemed to change.
It looked exactly like the time he had duelled with Emma, he was now in a forest with trees everywhere around him. But that wasn't all, there was some sort of force field that was in front of them, restricting them from exploring the territory which was in front of them.
It seemed that the goal of having such a thing was to make them unable to access and analyze the completely new environment where they will have to fight against.
"Oh, we're lucky," exclaimed Olivia seeing that they were now in a forest.
What she meant was that they had an assassin and an archer who would be able to hide in the trees that surrounded them giving them quite an obvious advantage which was perfect to win this first fight.
"As Funrir said, the ones who will lose this fight will be eliminated from the Inter Family Tournament," said the voice as a small message appeared in front of Aiden.
[You cannot die in this territory.]
[The team fight will now start in five seconds.]
[4]
[3]
[2]
[1]
Then, as the cooldown in zero, the voice once again spoke with some enthusiasm in his voice this time, changing his earlier tone.
"The fights will now begin! May the best win."
The force field which had been in front of them also disappeared, letting them advance forward.
'Wait, are we fighting without even knowing our opponents?' thought Aiden, finding this weird as he had thought that they would at least be able to have some information on the people that they would be facing.
It will have been great to know what sort of class the other team had.
***
While Aiden and his team were preparing to fight, the dirigent of the founding families were all watching down on some small crystal globes which portrayed some images at really high speed. To make it simple, they were showing videos of the current participants meeting each other.
"Who do you think will win this year?" asked the Nightshade Patriarch, looking down on his globe paying focus to one particular person.
The person he was looking at seemed to be of his family as his armour had a small insignia on the top left shoulder in the shape of a moon.
"Ahaha, why would you ask such a stupid question? It will obviously be us," said the dwarf loudly, stating his confidence over this whole tournament.
It seemed that the Ravenwood Patriarch was quite confident winning as they were in their own territory, but maybe this confidence that he exuded was because of his character.
Then, as the dwarf was about to add something someone interrupted him before he even spoke.
"Um, I think we have good chances this year," said a slender elf, on the other side of the room.
This man was part of the Valandil family, the one who had reigned over the elf race over the years.
They didn't have complete control as they still let elves choose what they want to do with their lives, but they are still the ones who had the most prestige and power.
The character of his elf seemed to be also a lot more restrained than the one of the dwarf, as he didn't think that victory was assured simply stating that they had some chances to win.
"What about you?" said the Nightshade Patriarch, looking over the only person who hadn't said anything about winning this tournament or losing it yet.
The person that the Nightshade Patriarch was currently looking at, had a long grey beard on his face, clearly showing that he was an old person. However, when a person would look more in detail at that person's face, they wouldn't be able to see a single wrinkle as if his age was simply an illusion.
"Me? What about me? What about you?" responded the grey-bearded man, turning the question around.
Then, the others in the room turned their gaze toward the Nightshade family Patriarch, seemingly waiting for his answer, but they were only met with silence.
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