Luna, Mayo, and Matilda advanced with firm steps toward the center of the arena. Unlike Klein's ostentation or the princesses' elegance, Luna's team displayed a sobriety that bordered on severity, almost military in their march.
"If they managed to surpass the princesses, I doubt the tragic noble's kid can beat Klein," murmured a student near Ren. "That Phantom Claw..."
"Don't underestimate Luna," Ren replied, interrupting the analysis. "Her team has the best coordination of all that have gone before."
Taro nodded, remembering the demonstrations of power they had witnessed from the Starweaver heiress. "If there's anyone who can beat that time, it's her."
Luna invoked her shadow wolf. Mayo brought forth her cloud bird, a creature with blue-grayish plumage that immediately began generating a faint mist around it. Matilda completed the trio with her tree turtle, a slow but resilient being whose shell carried a small dwarf tree.
