The battle between Leon and Cynthia had come to a temporary close.
Though both sides had shown some restraint, they had still fought seriously.
In the end, Cynthia had fallen just short.
Wyndon Stadium gradually darkened as the audience left.
Young Master Mao escorted Jon to the entrance and asked Bea to take the little boy back to the hospital, then returned to the stadium alone.
In the VIP box on the top floor, Rose swirled his glass of red wine, watching the battlefield below with a playful look in his eyes.
"Chairman, will this really be all right? Raihan doesn't know how to hold back," Oleana said worriedly.
"It's a personal matter between Trainers. It's fine." Rose sipped his red wine and smiled. "Relax, Oleana. Let's just enjoy the show."
In the darkness, Young Master Mao sat quietly in the front row of the stands. Eevee-chan lay quietly beside him, eyes glimmering like starlight.
"Don't rush~ You'll have your chance to shine today." Young Master Mao's voice was cool and lingering.
After the last staff member left, the doors were locked.
Click! Every light in the stadium suddenly came on, and Raihan stood in the spotlight like a star.
"What do you think, Gary? Doesn't an empty Wyndon Stadium have a charm all its own?" Raihan spread his arms with interest.
Young Master Mao's lips curled. Bracing one hand on the railing, he leaped down with Eevee-chan and landed in the center of the battlefield.
"Enough of the flashy theatrics. One on one. Let's let our skills do the talking."
"Hey, hey~ What a spoilsport." Raihan pursed his lips in displeasure. "In Galar, battles are grand performances. Only a stage like this is worthy of the great Raihan."
"If you like it so much, you can stay here and