Chapter: *The Exception That Shook the Arena*
The arena, still trembling from the aftermath of Tolisk’s battle, was silent. The final clash had been a spectacle, and while Tolisk had fought beyond his limits, he had ultimately lost. That should have been the end.
But then—
Aeron forfeited the win for Tolisk, thereby declaring Tolisk the winner even though he had won
A slow, deliberate clap echoed from the high stands, drawing all attention.
A man, seated far above the competitors, leaned forward with a relaxed yet authoritative presence. He looked to be in his mid-forties, with sharp golden eyes that held the weight of absolute authority. His deep blue robes bore the crest of the Brook’s Family’s main lineage.
Murmurs spread through the audience like wildfire.
"Lord Avelion…"
Aveli
