Even the people at the judging seats were whispering and simultaneously turning their attention to the seated Wizard Level judges, hoping they could give a definitive conclusion.
The Wizard Level judges pondered for a moment and shook their heads, everyone understood then that Trom had not yet lost, the competition was still ongoing.
But what exactly was happening inside?
In the arena enveloped by darkness—
Asaz lifted his head and looked at the opponent. Given the intensity of the explosion just now, Trom should have been seriously injured or at least affected by it.
Yet when Asaz looked over, he found that Trom had no injuries at all, instead his body was wrapped at some point in a glowing white deerskin with velvet.
This piece of deerskin had completely absorbed the energy of the Demon's Fire.
When the Demon's Fire burned out, the deerskin remained completely undamaged.
Seeing this, a flash of surprise crossed Asaz's eyes: What's going on?
