"What the hell happened? Who won?"
"Did Lord Heracles die? And what about that violent little human girl?"
"Don't tell me they both died?"
The humans and gods in the stands looked down at the arena below, all wearing bewildered expressions, unable to understand what had happened.
Heracles had fallen, dead or alive unknown, while Theresa, the violent loli representing humanity, had vanished without a trace.
Even those powerful enough to see through the smoke earlier and witness Heracles punch Theresa were full of doubt. Great Hero's Fist was certainly formidable, but surely it could not have reduced Theresa to nothing with a single blow?
Confusion! Puzzlement!
"Brother Heracles!"
Seeing the fallen demigod in the arena, Göll felt a terrible premonition. Cerberus had vanished earlier as well. Could that mean their brother had already...
At that thought, tears welled up in her eyes.
"Brother Heracles... and Theresa..."
Brunhilde, seated beside Goll, furrowed her brows slightly and forced down the grief in her heart.
This outcome was even harder to accept than she had anticipated.
Though she cared deeply about whether Heracles was alive or dead, Brunhilde was even more concerned about Theresa's condition. She scanned the arena but could not see the lawful loli anywhere.
The presence of her eleventh sister had also vanished from the arena, and she could not help but imagine the worst.
Göll seemed to notice Theresa's situation as well, and her anxiety worsened. "Sister Brunhilde, where are Theresa and Sister Hlökk? Why can't I see them?"
"..."
Brunhilde did not answer, because she did not know what had happened either. The chain of events inevitably made her think of the worst possible outcome.
Heracles and Theresa had fought as though neither cared about their lives. Something like this was not strange at all.
Seeing