Everyone fell silent as they processed what the women had said.

"Oh well, our job is done, we'll be leaving, and don't be too sad because there are still two days left; if you're a skilled practitioner leaning towards fighting, you'll easily earn enough points; if you're not a fighting type, focus on surviving, making allies, and praying that more weaker practitioners arrive in these two days." Said the man as he shot into the sky, transforming into a flaming meteor.

"And one last important rule, you can't hit your opponents after they've gone unconscious or given up, if you break this rule, you'll be disqualified, and don't think you'll get away with some tricks, the city guards are everywhere monitoring your every move, and don't dare underestimate them, no one in Legacy's territory is simple."

Said the woman as she trailed after the man.

A suffocating silence filled the yard as the couple left, everyone vigilantly stared at each other, putting their guard up as they gradually distanced themselves from each other, not trusting anyone other than those with whom they are familiar.

Fionn, too, distanced himself from the group, albeit not as paranoidly as others, having faith in his own strength and maintaining a relaxed expression on his face.

Just as the tension in the air reached a peak and it appeared that a fight was about to break out, a man's calm voice from inside the mansion said, "Take your fight outside, don't ruin my yard."

Although it was only a casually remarked sentence, everyone who heard the voice felt their heart skip a beat because the voice was imbued with the speaker's mana and anyone who heard it could feel the speaker's immense strength.

"This guy is as strong as my grandfather." Fionn, who had also heard the voice, was taken aback.

Everyone hurriedly moved towards the mansion's gate, fearful that the individual inside would lose his cool.

But as they approached the gate, they were greeted by the smirking faces of the crowd of teens standing outside the gate, each and every one of them with a playful smile on their faces.

The crowd was divided into small groups of 4 to 5 people, with the largest group consisting of dozens of people. You can feel the invisible tension between the groups; they appear to have reached a temporary truce, but you can still feel them being vigilant against each other.

"There's nowhere to run to anymore." With a wicked smirk on his face, one bulky guy stood in front of a group.

"There's plenty for me," said a member of Fionn's group, his face displaying a similar wicked smile as he slowly walked out of the gate..

Fionn has a strong impression of this man because he kept talking nonstop all the way from the city gates to here, and he would try to strike up a conversation with anyone, even complete strangers. He even has a brief conversation with Fionn; his name is Theodore Vasquez, which is a fairly masculine name for a skinny man like him. Theodore has the physique of a bamboo pole, strangely skinny, with bright yellow hair and an average face with a pleasant smile; overall, he gave off positive vibes and appears to be a guy you'd want to befriend.

Just as Theodore's one foot stepped out of the gate, everyone who had been waiting outside the gate silently jumped toward him like hungry wolves. Anticipating this move from the crowd, Theodore dashed to one side, his speed astonishingly fast, then with a sharp turn, he entered the crowd of teens, moving in a zigzag trajectory easily dodging all the attacks. He grabbed one of the weaker-looking teens from a random group by the leg and dragged him like a sandbag out of the crowd, his speed not slowing even slightly.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill you." Yelled the leader of the group, one of whose members had been captured by Theodore as he began to pursue him.

"Too fast," everyone inside or outside the gate thought as they watched Theodore run off into the distance, dragging that poor guy.

"Impressive, this guy probably has a bloodline leaning towards agility; he also appears to have mastered his bloodline aura because no one noticed him being a bloodline practitioner or felt uncomfortable around him throughout the way." Fionn remarked as he observed Theodore's performance.

Seeing one of them already displaying his skill, other battlemongurs in the group were energised and dashed out of the gate recklessly, engaging in a fight despite being outnumbered and being suppressed.