"The winner of this battle is Max and with that, it is our Great Ruler Empire who will own the mana pool now," Elder Drew finally announced, his voice ringing with satisfaction as a proud smile spread across his face. He couldn't help but glance sideways at Elder Bras from the Thunder Monarch Hall, as if silently asking—What now?
The defeat of the Thunder Monarch Hall's chosen genius had sealed the outcome of the competition in their first game and Elder Drew made no effort to hide the satisfaction gleaming in his eyes.
Elder Bras, however, responded with only a cold snort. "Hmph," he grunted, clearly suppressing the storm brewing in his chest. His pride had taken a hit today, and it showed in every sharp line of his expression. "It seems your force has found itself a new genius. Nurture him well," he said in a flat tone, but the coldness couldn't be masked.
