Most of the audience had already evacuated the Sky Theater.
Aside from a handful of bloodthirsty spectators confident they could survive the shock waves, only a few reporters working for Morgans were still risking their lives.
In the VIP section, Tesoro, decked out like a Golden Saint, traded blows with Gion.
His golden gauntlets periodically shone like magma, unleashing jets of scorching gold that detonated fiercely around them.
"-Tesoro! Can you hear me?!"
Gion sliced through the jets with Flying Slashes, trying to "wake him up."
As a Great Swordsman, she was fighting Tesoro on roughly equal terms.
"..."
Tesoro, who had been fighting silently with an expressionless face, began to show traces of agitation and fatigue.
If not for the advantages this arena offered him, he truly would not have been able to hold off Vice Admiral Momousagi, an Admiral Candidate.
Not far from their battle, guards in black suits rallied behind Baccarat and Dice, both wearing golden armor.
They fought a chaotic, back-and-forth battle against the Zaku soldiers led by Hina, Brook, and Perona.
"Grab that skeleton! And that ghost girl!"
"Take them alive!"
"Does the skeleton even count as alive?!"
The guards swarmed forward, intending to capture Brook and Perona.
"Horo~ horo~ horo~ idiots~! Idiots~! You can't catch me~!"
Perona floated in the air. Even Baccarat's ability could do little to her without direct contact.
"-Mini Ghosts!"
She spun nimbly through the air, sending countless little ghosts swirling across the sky and charging into the crowd.
This time, however, she wore a rock-girl outfit: a little black biker-style denim ensemble. Her tight black miniskirt could not flare out as she spun, making her look less elegant than usual.
"What is this?!"
"They're stuck to me! I can't get them off?!"
Watching the suited guards below descend into