Meanwhile, everyone had been imprisoned within Heaven's Peak Arena, looking utterly disheveled and stripped of their previous grandeur. Before them, a man with his hands behind his back slowly paced back and forth. He wore a long black robe adorned with gold embroidery that shimmered under the light, adding to his sinister energy. His long, dark hair cascaded down his back, further enhancing his eerie and delicate appearance. His face was deathly pale and delicate-looking, resembling that of a woman.

"So many fighters, yet not a single one capable of putting up a decent fight. How disappointing," the man said with a chilling sneer, gazing over the captives with utter disdain.

"Damn it! Let me go and fight me head-on!" someone roared. It was Rex, his body covered in wounds, some so deep they exposed bone. Despite his grievous injuries, he remained defiant.

The man ignored him and continued walking before stopping in front of Nathaniel.

"Rex, give it a rest. You tried to fight them a