"Ah... Edna was amazing," Leonard said with a sigh as he looked at Edna. "No wonder she was raised to become a ruler! She really understood."
Edna's mouth twitched. "Being praised by you in this regard does not make me happy."
Leonard pursed his lips. "At least I'm better than Luka, right?"
Luka, whose name had been mentioned, jolted in surprise. "What? What? Why are you discussing me instead of watching the fight?"
"How far has it gone?" Nasr asked.
"Ah... Fear was being cast repeatedly. It seemed like he was clearing the field. Ah?" Luka had barely finished answering before Dervis smacked him on the head.
"Stop teasing him," Dervis said gloomily. "He was dumb enough already."
Only then did Luka realize that Fear had been constantly cast within the arena. The three Chosen on the platform were also waiting for the field to be cleared before making their move. Those without sufficient ability did not dare run outside... after all, no one knew whether a faction capable of sending in an enemy had more men waiting outside. But since they were already standing by the walls, no matter how quickly the big shots in front ran, they could not possibly get closer to the edges than they were.
As for those who were actually quite capable, the reason they had all scattered was naturally not fear. No one intended to help Khelben weather this disaster.
So they did not care about the little people standing at the back either. Though not many had carried sofas with them, at least they had managed to grab some high-backed chairs to sit on.
The seemingly chaotic scene was actually under control, which was why these people had the leisure to chat.
Only he had been eagerly watching that fellow wave his