Lycanor's eyes were fixed on Orion, her heart shaken beyond measure.
The killing move Orion had just displayed was something he had never shown during the North-South War. Faced with such a swift attack, Lycanor wasn't confident she could withstand even one strike.
Prince Theodore remained silent. Wearing the sacred armor, he had only managed to fend off two of Orion's moves, so he had no grounds to refute Orion.
"On account of the prince, I can consider releasing the remaining human slaves," Orion said, breaking the tense atmosphere in the hall, "but you must use items of value to ransom them out of the colosseum."
With these words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The rules of the colosseum could not be broken; not only did Prince Theodore have to be spared, but he also had to be treated with a measure of respect.
