Arena Manager Novels & Stories

And among the crowd, hidden yet watchful, Ryan observed it all with a heart pounding like war drums. At the center of this charged arena, Aria stood alone. Bound yet unbowed, she appeared small against the backdrop of the massive wooden platform, yet her presence commanded an inexplicable gravity. The wind tugged gently at her hair, carrying the faint scent of incense and fear-sweat from the assembled masses. She lifted her chin slightly, refusing to let the weight of their stares crush her spirit.

The wards inside the arena were created to not have any rogue wolves in unless it was tampered with from the inside. But that does not include me, DK, my Mom, and Uncle Jericho. Aunt Dana added our blood the same security she used in Purpura that would allow us to enter the Arena when needed through teleportation. We watch through the screen as Anya and Ruby prepare to enter the arena and see Rose approaching them. And as much as Anya hated it, she was warned not to trust anyone other than Ruby.

Her eyes were still locked on the battlefield where Elanil had stood. Elianna stood at the edge of the arena, her hands trembling at her sides. Her palms were slick with sweat, her throat tight. The roars of the crowd echoed in her chest like thunder. Can I really do this? she wondered, heart racing. The heat pressed in around her, making her gown cling to her skin. Her legs felt unsteady, her breath too shallow. She wasn’t like Thalindra. She wasn’t like elanil. They’ll all be watching. She closed her eyes, fighting the panic rising in her chest. I’m not ready… The crowd hadn’t even finished murmuring about the last fight when the next names boomed through the Arena , amplified by magic an

That grin morphed into a scowl when she caught the sight of me. A large amount of the space was dedicated as a work area — multiple monitors mounted on the wall and a large desk with an office chair. There was even a gamer chair in the room. Posters of nerdy hacker terms and slogans that probably only Jericho understood hung from his wall and shelves upon shelves of certificates and trophies lined the walls, only enforcing the talent this man had. "You!"

Halley stood beside Aranjo, herself impatiently waiting for the demon girl to embarrass herself. Aranjo chose to play fast-paced music, the music she played was a song that told the story of the greatness of the sky realm warriors while fighting. So many feelings are contained in the music it brings. One thing Aranjo doesn't realize is that when she is immersed in the rhythm, her aura spreads and affects all the guests. Only high-powered Gods and goddesses would not be affected by the aura. The emperor saw clearly the color of Aranjo's aura. Currently, Aranjo's magic power was at a moderate level where the aura color was red. But golden sparks framed that red aura that affected the guests.

He couldn't help but focus on things that interested him, like the structure of the building, and he had already tried several times to figure out the number of people in the crowd that he could hear on the surface. The antechambers are located under the stands and had passages that led up to the arena. Emissaries would come to announce who would fight, and all participants looked tense—all except Cessare and Akana. "At least you don't look nervous. The first time in a real battle and you look as if you are going to clean your chamber, " laughed Cessare, who pounded Akana heartily on the back.

He looked worried, like he was concerned about my safety although I wasn't sure if that was the correct meaning. I stopped close to the center of the Arena with Anne some distance away from me and then I heard the announcer speak again. "WELCOME TO THE ARENA!" "THE TIME HAS COME TO PROVE YOURSELF IN NON LETHAL COMBAT!" "THE GOAL IS TO GET YOUR OPPONENT OFF THEIR FEET AND MOUNT THEM FOR AT LEAST A SECOND!" "WHEN YOU HEAR THE SOUND OF THE BELL YOU MAY BEGIN. YOU WILL HEAR THE SOUND OF THE BELL AGAIN ONCE A WINNER HAS EMERGED!"

"Man, you're much further ahead in your career than me. I'm still stuck in the same old drudgery of checking mechs for faults." "It's been a few months. Hang in there. With your skillset, you should expect a promotion soon enough." Ves and Carlos had reached the entrance of the smallest an shabbiest looking arena. As cleaning bots were cheap nowadays, Ves figured the organizers intentionally kept its walls weathered. The scanners at the gates allowed them entry once Carlos showed his tickets. They climbed the stairs and entered the interior of a wide arena that could host up to a hundred thousand people if a major event was going on.

Ryan whispered to her and slowly grabbed her hand which made her smile at him, he was a bit possessive about her just like Malcolm. When they were seated, aura took that time to appreciate the decor of the place and she nodded in approval, it was elegant and exquisite. The best materials were used. This was one hell of a charity event because everything was of the best but even at that, she was still feeling a bit unsettled. The man she was waiting for was not here yet, she even tried to call him but he was not answering.

Chapter three: Kaireen’s Pov I stood there like an idiot, staring at the sea of masked faces in the arena, trying to make sense of what I'd just walked into. The arena was massive, too massive to exist inside Rhia's house, and yet here it was. The banner hanging overhead said BRIROYALS INITIATION in letters that seemed to glow and pulse, and I had no idea what that meant. People were moving now, forming lines near the walls. I didn't know what else to do so I joined one of them, my heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat.