The audience erupted into thunderous cheers. It wasn't just the two universities making noise. The other spectators joined in, applauding in unison. Amidst the roaring crowd, Felix stood out, perfectly calm and composed. He quietly gripped his gloved left hand with his right.

A handsome, blond young man clad in white-and-gold battle armor stepped into the arena, looking every bit like a prince making a grand entrance. In fact, as the eldest son of the Starforger Duke, he practically was one. He waved to the stands, instantly drawing a wave of passionate cheers and applause.

This was Damian. A fourth-year student at Truth University, vice president of the Student Council, and heir to the Vlozrada family. In last year's intercollegiate league, he had personally claimed the Meteor Calamity, led his team to secure the Constellation Calamity, and represented his university to win the Star Palace Calamity. He was the only winner of all Three Calamities in the past decade. For every university student in Cailleach over the last four years, Damian was an insurmountable nightmare, a towering wall they could only look up at, a distant figure they could never hope to catch.

Compared to Damian, Nagus looked like he had just been dragged out of a river. His hair hung in wet, noodle-like strands, and he lacked proper battle armor, wearing only a worn Abyssal Guard suit. Yet, nobody underestimated...