Chapter 114 Luna Arena

• Callian's POV
• I stand in the center of the arena with my arms crossed over my chest. The place feels different now. Empty. Quiet but I can still feel the echoes of the past here. The sound of the crowd, cheering or shouting. The clash of fists, the smell of sweat and blood.
• This is where everything started for me. This is where I was broken down and forced to fight. Back then, I was a slave, thrown into the arena to survive or die. I fought because I had to. I fought because there was no other choice.