At the mountain's peak, groups of disciples walked towards the rear of the temple in an orderly manner, chatting and laughing as they went.
They arrived at the back and stood around, forming a large space in the middle.
"Finally, the day has come! I've been restless and unstable, unable to hold myself together!"
"How many moves do you think that Remus will last?"
"It's not about how long he can hold out, but how quickly Kennard decides to end it. One move is all it takes if Kennard's in the mood. He could dance around without landing a killer blow for ages if not. And Remus, a genius or not, is just at the peak of the Golden Stage. He can't hold on for long!"
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