"Caught them?"
Inside the Student Council's private box at Seidoukan Academy, Yulis leaned forward when she saw Azer and Toudou Kirin being pinned down by gravity.
"Why is the range so huge this time?"
Amagiri Ayato was equally taken aback.
The Tyrant Collapse Blood Scythe's ability was a designated-area type, something many people knew.
Based on its previous matches and past combat records, the area designated when the Tyrant Collapse Blood Scythe activated its ability should not have been large—at the very least, it should not have been able to affect the entire stage.
Yet now, both Azer and Toudou Kirin had fallen victim to it. This clearly did not match the known facts.
"Because that child has plenty of fuel right now."
Claudia, who had noticed this early on, spoke slowly.
"Priscilla Ursais. Though that girl is the Bloodthirst Tyrant Princess's younger sister, throughout this match, she has remained under the Bloodthirst Tyrant Princess's protection at the rear and has never made a move."
"Based on the intelligence gathered so far, unless something unexpected happened, that girl probably possesses no combat ability."
"Most likely, she is some sort of support-type ability user, capable of solving the Tyrant Collapse Blood Scythe's most fatal fuel problem for the Bloodthirst Tyrant Princess."
Claudia's deduction was the one most consistent with the facts, drawing both Amagiri Ayato's and Yulis's gazes toward the very back of the stage.
There, Priscilla had been watching the battle all along. Her face was full of worry, especially when Irene was suppressed by Azer and Toudou Kirin and nearly driven into a desperate situation. She had clearly become extremely anxious, yet even so, she remained standing there without making a move.
She was worried sick, yet she still did not act. It was likely not that she did