The Light Faction observers that were placed in each of the viewing rooms were middle-stage warriors. They were from different clans, some not from the big three clans in the Light Faction, but they were still middle-stage warriors.
They had managed to make an accomplishment that many people wouldn't be able to make. They took their job in the tournament seriously, for the sake of the Light Faction.
They were to gauge each faction's reactions, listen in on their conversations, and report back all for the sake of the Light Faction and the people in it. Which was why Silp, who was currently in the Demon faction viewing area, was wondering why, right now he was feeling frightened by the person in front of him.
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