The silence in the arena lasted only a brief moment before Klaus Blake, unable to hide the mocking smile on his face, made his presence known. His low, sarcastic laugh cut through the air, echoing off the stone walls.
"Ah, this is boring," he began, his voice dripping with disdain. "You really think you can kill me, kid? What are you going to do, crush me with that... ridiculous pressure you just released? You're nothing more than a stray dog trying to bark louder than it can bite."
He took a step forward, confidence oozing from every movement, as if the mere fact that he was standing in front of Kael was a victory. The professor looked to the crowd, his expression becoming even more mocking.
"Now, look at this kid," Klaus said with a malicious laugh. "He thinks he can condemn me, as if he has the power to do so. Do you really think someone like him... someone so weak, so irrelevant, could even touch me?"
