The final match of Phase Two.
Serena Storm versus Kain Newman.
Every seat in the College arena was filled. The stands rippled with an almost electric anticipation, a blend of cheers, hushed murmurs, and nervous laughter. Everyone knew what this match meant. Rank #1 would finally be decided—no ties (hopefully), no score draws, no system loopholes.
Only one winner (again, hopefully)
And many people, at least based on the betting pool established by Elias, are also betting on a change in the owner of the throne.
The Queen will be stepping down to crown a new King.
Kain stood on one side of the stage, arms crossed and eyes narrowed in scrutiny as he examined the crowd before him. Almost as if he were already the 'King' of his year and was looking out at all of his 'subjects.'
Pft. Snicker.
